Poem: Love is made for explorers

By: Mendes Biondo


love is made for explorers
for those braves that want to know
the hidden treasures of a lonely island
virgin and full of exotic animals

love is made for explorers
without a completed map in the pocket
and only a black cross drawn on a sheet
and the ocean in front of them

love is not for cartographists
white collars
people well sitted behind their desks
and sure of their flowers in the garden
sure of a barking dog
a wife
a husband
with open arms at their came

love is made for explorers
people never sure if their next footstep
will be the right one
or will be the moment of the end
of a great voyage

but this is the greatest call
love spreaded for explorers


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