For the curious romantics, how do you relate to my poem?
"While Reading Don Quixote"
This love story never happened
Or this love story is untrue
Although it must have happened
countless times in my mind
Yet there may be truth in my mind
Or it may be an illusion
But I will tell you what happened
and you can judge
whether or not it can be true
I told my lover
if you want to embrace me,
embrace my poems
When you embrace me,
you only embrace my body
If you will embrace my poem,
you will embrace my soul
He agreed instantly saying
“Read me one poem before we embrace
Let’s caress each word
Linger over its meaning
Hold and penetrate every interpretation
Until we completely possess
and ride every possibility”
We finished reading my poems
All was discovered, laid bare
Until boredom the enemy entered and took over
My lover took his leave saying
“I’ll return when there is another poem to embrace”
Dear reader,
does the amount of truth in this story,
decrease or increase the pleasure or satisfaction
you have with it
May I say, there is truth,
If there is truth in my mind
And so, by this reasoning,
fantasies and illusions are true
If this muddles the issue, dear reader,
please use your own reason
to arrive at a reasonable conclusion
For this poet, always will prefer
the wanderings of her mind
But suddenly upon further reflection
I do recall a memory of a true lover,
a true affair very similar in nature
to my fantasy that I just related to you
Perhaps if I encountered my lover this very moment
and prevailed upon him to read this poem,
what do you imagine the outcome would be?