What is Love
Love is a delicate flower,
honesty is it's fence.
Constancy it's fertiliser,
devotion is the dew on it's petals.
Lies are the hail,
carelessness is the chill
Unfaithfulness is the hurricane
that uproots it completely.
This happened in 1992, I was studying a stage craft course at a local college in Bethnal Green, back then I remember I knew a lots of people, expecially girls and everybody was talking alot about love.
I wanted to express my understanding of love and composed my first poem in english. Because I didn't have nobody in particular to whom dedicate the poem I gave it to Sandra, an Australian lesbian that in my opinion was the only real person of the lot, I founded all the others, artificial and shallow.
Sandra was very touched by my poem and that made me feel proud.
Two months later I failed my acting project on stage with a real audience made of local people, they laughed their hearts out and I think they are still laughing.
Sandra didn't laugh instead she and her girlfriend, spent a great deal of time helping me out of that nightmare.
Thank you Sandra, wherever you are I love you.
Here is your poem again
From Renato Nioi.