They say that love (1983)
they say that love
like other actions of the heart
is a consumer of time
time does not pass faster
there is simply less of it
the heart has its bit
they say that time
(whatever’s left of it)
consumes the heart
the heart does not beat faster
there is simply less of it
time takes its bit
I wonder
then what is growth
what is this sensation
of feeling the heart
love
grow
against shrinking time
future memories left behind
a year, a year or only part
is love, then, the wisdom of the heart,
or wisdom, rather, the love of the mind?
Corneigh Hoff 