Cupid suspended
The science of affection has found a way
where love can be harmless , without arrows.
A sweet Violet will replace the Rose, pathetic, prickly.
The verb to love can be, now, only the word of care.
There has been much injury since Venus,
much guilt has been washed away with the blood.
The time has come: Cupid awake,
Now he grows, he will no longer be an armed unconscious.
He will throw away his arrows of gold and lead.
Nymphs can walk without fear through the bush.
Lovers deserve a sure wish,
a love without thorns, without puncture wounds.
A love that does not break, A way of loving without fuss ...
They still have to fight history.
Where the thorn can go in the future
the sages have placed a protective plate.
A harness of words, of answers, of kisses, of listening.
A language of skin, between caresses.
At last, humanity, happy, is revealed to me:
Cupid no longer flies, he has cut his wings. He stays.
Cupido suspendido
La ciencia del cariño ha encontrado la forma
donde el amor pueda ser inofensivo, sin flechazos.
Una dulce Violeta sustituirá a la Rosa, patética, espinosa.
El verbo amar puede ser, ahora, solo la palabra del cuidado.
Ha habido mucha herida desde Venus, mucha culpa ha sido lavada con la sangre.
Ha llegado la hora: Cupido despierta,
ahora crece, él ya no será un inconsciente armado.
Botará sus flechas de oro y plomo.
Las ninfas pueden caminar, sin miedo, por el monte.
Los amantes merecen un deseo seguro, un amor sin espinas,
sin heridas punzantes. Un amor que no quiebre,
Una forma de amar sin aspavientos…
Aún deben luchar contra la historia.
Allí donde en un futuro puede llegar la espina
los sabios han colocado una chapa protectora.
Un arnés de palabras, de respuestas, de besos, de dar oídos.
Un lenguaje de piel, entre caricias.
Al fin, humanidad, feliz, se me revela:
Cupido ya no vuela, ha cortado sus alas. Permanece.
With this exercise I participate in the Poetry Challenge, in its third edition, kindly organized by @theinkwell.
Read carefully about this challenge
Con este ejercicio participo del Desafío de poesía, en su tercera edición, gentilmente organizado por @theinkwell.
Lean con atención sobre este desafío
Grateful for your reading.
Agradecida por su lectura.
Nice one. Cheers.
Thanks for comment,Cheers.
Very suggestive and hopeful your poem, @gracielaacevedo. Good subject to work on the image of the thorn. Greetings.
Thanks for the comment,
It doesn't hurt to wait ... a hug, @josemalavem.
Love, like most things formerly mystified, has certainly changed in its conception and praxis. Can't blame cupid for walking now. Hard times for flying desires these are.
I think the same thing happens with love as with childbirth:
are associated with pain.
It is the particular experience that must reject the association, breaking the myth.
A hug @ lezama