Until you abandon the life of a gypsy
Or at least take me with you to silver the journey
Si volvieras a mi, si volvieras a mi
May I keep the young rose which Hope placed in my hand?
(You did, indeed.)
“Better to have loved and lost” but I must not lose again.
Once is enough and yet eight times too many
“We’ll always have Paris.” Not for us, just for them.
Attempts to forget you are scorned by my will
Led by grace that is God’s I will love you until…
Genevieve Cunningham was born and raised in Eastern Pennsylvania. She currently resides in Charlotte, North Carolina, and works as a freelance editor. Continually inspired by all of all that is true, good, and beautiful, she finds poetry to be a most natural and fitting response to the encounter and impact of beauty.