Love - A Venom! Poem by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto

You will never look at love
the way I saw it,
it was dead twice
yet he breathed again,
he fought to survive
and love me again.
God also decided
I needed his love
more than he needed mine;
and every time he opened his eyes
he forgot his pains
he found he was in love again
and though he died twice
he knew he will not die again
my love would be his venom
yet he drinks my love
he eats my love
he thrives on my love
but never dies
for God has written
that he shall live and die
when all the love
from his body
is filled up with
the venom of my love.