A Vow to Love, Jean-Honoré Fragonard (c. 1780)
A Vow to Love
Like the wave that crashes against the rock,
Shattered in uncountable directions,
My heart is destroyed by the crushing shock.
Motionless and dark as ocean canyons.
Questioning how this could really be,
This painful loneliness that churns inside,
Has unmercifully enveloped me.
All feelings fled with the outgoing tide.
My heart is floating on the endless sea,
Being tossed about by the ceaseless wind.
A bottle that is lifeless and empty,
Savagely from a love it is exscind.
Will I and my lost heart soon reunite,
Pumping blood at such a furious pace,
Feeding the roaring fire that did ignite,
And to help me, loneliness to erase.
A vow to love I shall willingly make,
Never again to follow foolish pride,
That can only cause another heartache.
It is but love that I want at my side.