If I was to love
i’d love with all my faith
from my childhood innocence
to tears and grief that colors adulthood.
I’d speak of my lover’s name
in every passionate and delightful breath
and love even more in the afterlife.
I am single
but I listen with blushing ears
the sound of river’s sacred flame
flowing into many fountains and into the blue sea
How I weep!
Watching the mountains
giving endlessly
the low and deep kiss
to the blue and sometimes darkened sky.
The splendor of bright stars
murmur under the moonbeam
like a dream
keeping my virgin pride intact
for the sun shall preserve my youthful hue with gold.
Aston kamunde 