A Proof Of Love

you tell me that love cannot
exist if i have no time for you

time seems to be
love's way of proving that love
loves love the way love loves
true love

a time for both of us
sailing in the river under the moon
a stroll on the grass
under the sun

a candlelit dinner
a serenade of violin music
a dance of tango
a glass of wine for two
a slice of sweet cake

i may agree with you
and be with you
like the way you need time with me

but what i know really my dear
as handed down from my father's father
their marriages solid and smooth and surviving
all those years inside the same old ancestral dwelling

that true love knows no time-for it is timeless
that true love knows no price-for it is priceless

that love unlike our finite bodies., is infinite
that love unlike our temporalities, is eternal
that love so unlike us, knows no beginning and knows no end.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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