In shadows where two hearts entwine,  
A dance begins with fate’s design.  
She loves him like the summer sun,  
Yet he’s entranced by another one.  

A glance exchanged beneath the trees,  
Whispers carried on a balmy breeze.  
Her laughter sparkles in his eyes,  
While dreams of her friend ignite the skies.  

Oh tangled web of tender woe,  
Where passion's fire and heartache grow.  
Two souls adrift in currents wild,  
Each lost within their fervent masked smile.  

He walks a line both thin and frail;  
Between fierce love and a bitter tale.    
One holds his heart in open hands —    
The other charms with distant lands.    

At dusk they meet under twilight's veil,    
Three silhouettes telling secrets pale;    
With unspoken words that cling to air—    
Their silent cries weigh heavy there.

Who will remain when dawn breaks clear?
And which sweet song will fade from ear?  
For love can bloom but also betray;      
As seasons shift and hearts decay.

Each moment etched in time's cruel flow—    
Twilight trembles as truth must show:      
Will triangles cease or deeper bind?        
In whispered dreams their fates aligned.

So here they stand at crossroads bend—      
Lovers caught where paths descend;        
An echo waits for softer sighs -            
Such is love—with its bittersweet ties.

Oh! No, they should never talk about Borinquén
Puerto Rico, Porto Rico in such an evil fashion
PR swims in the Atlantic Ocean and the Caribbean Sea
With other exquisite islands like Cuba, Jamaica, and Haiti
Puerto Rico is a gorgeous Caribbean Archipelago
With high mountains. Oh! Yes, wonderful Puerto Rico
Has perfect blue and white sky, tropical rainforests
Crystal clear water beaches, and she’s one of the best
Puerto Rico can never be ‘a floating island of garbage’
She’s lovely with a lot of potential. In this day and age
Some crazy clowns or comedians must have a lot of nerves
To insult such a sweet Boricua with friendly peoples
I’ll be going to Puerto Rico soon to search for my stunning Saint
My Santa, my Queen. I’m going to become an artist to paint
The smile of this paradise island. Borinquén dear, my love
Javier Solis is right. You are the land of dreams, my love
No one can tarnish your unique image. I will visit you soon
With lovely dreams in my heart and with a silver spoon
So I can enjoy your cuisine and seep up your tropical cocktail
While diving deep into the eyes of my dazzling and **** angel
Our Puerto Rico is a mythological Island for dreamers
Our Puerto Rico is a tropical Archipelago for lovers.

Copyright © November 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.

Lovers fell like leaves
Slowly— and then suddenly
just to drift apart.