When Bittter Lessons Turn Out Better

By Desiree Marisa Fernandes

With legit ground to invalidate

A relationship that we could not resuscitate.

For I had wronged you in infidelity

Thus leaving me in the lurch of my reality.

I paid the price for what I’d deserve

And this memory, to this day I tacitly preserve.

In wanting to purge myself of guilt

Like an untended flower I did wilt.

Even as the sun failed to shine on me

A ray of hope, in the distance I could see.

For its only in giving that you receive

With no ill intentions of wanting to deceive.

In search of wanting to be heard aloud

I was drenched as I burst like a laden cloud.

In seeking warmth, intimacy beyond the confines

I was far beyond the demarcated lines.

Our physical selves in want of being nourished and fed

Can lead towards the far end of being misled.

Just as language that clothe our naked thoughts

Our expressions and actions can find us getting caught.

As time reconciles our past

Life moves on and ticks away so fast.

Novel love then had me after the first hello

But vulnerability intervened making us strange bedfellows.

Did my former devious tragedies intimidate you ?

Incase history repeated itself of all that you knew ?

But instead, it revealed as much as you’d conceal

Your frigid emotions and upheavals that you couldn’t conceal.

As yourself dealt with these complex issues

Getting physical gave me the much needed cue.

That I wanted to be understood beyond my past act

As you proved to be a specimen to testify this fact.

By Desiree Marisa Fernandes