Marcelena Poem by Gilbert Ortega

I cry these woes from deep within
My fragile soul worn paper thin
Trapped inside this dark arena
My heart cries out for Marcelena

In her presence I felt sedate
A peace in me she helped create
Like the last two souls this planet left
I knew that we should not be cleft

Her voice, her laugh, her smile, her eyes
Could drive a man to fantasize
Of placing them inside a box
Along with a strand of her lovely locks

The words she speaks like nothing more
I collect like sea shells on the shore
Kept inside my mind so deep
I recite them in my dreams asleep

This end can be so strong that when
One spies her with another man
And freely giving him her charms
It's enough to drive you up in arms

I was never prone to jealousy
I gave to her so selflessly
But in any man she would ignite
The urge to covet and to fight

So I, in fuming frenzy blind
Did murderously lose my mind
When she pierced me with her mocking eye
And did all my nightmares verify

She wove a lethal web of dreams
The beast in me let out its screams
And living in my private hell
I write this in my prison cell

Like a cross I bare her memory
Something I could not bury
When she wakes me with her nightly haunting
Marcelena finds me lone and wanting