129. the quest
tonight, today,
tell me of your moves,
your Latin wiles,
for no-one can lend such a serious edge
to the quest for love as you.
and if you have found her
and if you have used her
and if you have left her
lying there
replete
whilst you bestride the oceans
only to mourn again
the love you lost
then consider maybe
who is the victor & who the vanquished –
travel the trail of your tears
and mark your words
whilst you breathe in the sun
& remember –
a love soon lost is not a love at all:
for her love you must endure
for her love you must be true
for her love you must remain.