The Fool............ Poem by RIC BASTASA

you choose
a waterfall, with waters
profusely, ragingly
falling on your shoulders,
down to your abdomen,
as though kneeling before
your feet,

and you said, you never
sought love, or affection,
you never chase one
which does not lovingly
embrace you in return,

this man has been maddingly
in love with all these experiences,
wanting to agree with you,
but cannot, in the end, still suffering
from loss of love from
diminishing affection
despite the pain, one still chases
the stone that hit you right in your head
and which almost ended your life,

simply because, you love the stone,
and it is the only stone that existed
in your lovely universe.

and you say, come, hit me again,
kill me, I am in love with you, and
it does not matter,
if today, I die, because of you....