by Edilson Afonso Ferreira
When I saw you and faced your beauty,
you did not know that I ignored love.
Nor did I.
But you dared with adventure of youth
and, fearful, surprised, seduced, I was loved.
Love came, all of a sudden, firm and bold.
Despite not expected, lodged as beloved son
who, long absent, returns to the paternal home.
You stared at me and your lips and eyes said words
I had never known and never listened to: I love you.
By these words, like a blessing, you joined us forever.
I remember that I felt as if I was caught in a rain,
one of those admirable summer rains,
that shakes winds and frightens with thunderbolts
but cleans skies, shines hearts, refreshes the soul.
With love you blew slumbered coals
that I had never supposed would exist.
Flame lit and rises, higher and higher,
maybe reach even our hidden heaven.
Take care that flame just warms it, do not destroy,
nor reveals to suspicious and envious human eyes.
Mr. Ferreira is a Brazilian poet who writes in English rather than Portuguese, in order to reach more people. Has been published in online or printed venues like Cyclamens and Swords, Right Hand Pointing, Boston Poetry Magazine, The Lake, The Stare’s Nest, The Provo Canyon, Amomancies, Subterranean Blue, The Gambler, Whispers, Every Day Poems, Indiana Voice Journal and some others. Short listed in four American Poetry Contests, lives in a small town with wife, three sons and a granddaughter and has begun writing after retirement as a Bank Manager. He is collecting his works for a forthcoming book.