Life is not convenient; love is not convenient.

Come Away, My Love

Poem by Joseph Karinki


Come away, my love from streets
Where mankind eyes divide,
And show windows reflect our difference.
In the shelter of my faithfull room rest
There, safe from opinions, being behind
Myself, I can see only you;
And in my dark eyes your grey will dissolve
The candlelight throws
Two dark shadows on the wall
Which merge into one as I close beside you
When at last the lights are not,
And I feel your hand in mine,
Two human breaths join in one,
And the piano weaves
Its unchallenged harmony.

(An African man finds himself in love with a white woman.)