Saudade
His eyes on me were dark and bright.
Two burning coals, they pierced my soul.
My lover, my once-upon-a-time bright flame!
How fiercely we burned into each night. . .
those long delicious nights when youth
was as sweet as wine
and fresh like a blood red rose newly bloomed.
Yet how long did we expect that we could burn
before our flames burned out?
How long can roses endure before they wilt?
I had to leave the continent Iberia.
I left that place where youth and passion thrived.
Eduardo, with the piercing eyes and sultry smile,
has vanished with my youth.
And that wine, so sweet, so totally imbibed -
vanished with him.
I am left with naught but ashes for my memories -
the ashes of a once fresh
blood-red rose.
Feb. 23, 2019 for Edward Ibeh's Poem Titled Saudade Poetry Contest
Now for John Hamilton's 'Your best free verse from 2019' Poetry Contest
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