Romance Loneliness Poems

My heart seems to break every day 
and
little by little by little
it's chipping away.
The pain that I feel,
I pretend it's not real,
but
little by little by...

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Diagonal snow
Glides effortless through
the countryside of the
Amputee windshield
For the passenger side
Has always had a reticent view

Steam rises loftily
From a topless treat
Of gas station coffee
That which...

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CHANDRA
		  
Down to my last dollar, staring at the floor,
As lonely near two million as on Sable Island’s shore.
Another grey Toronto day, the saddest...

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The moon parts ways with the clouds
For a taste of tender alley light—
Where lamps glisten like caged fire,
In the mouth of the maiden dark.

For a...

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i like her 
i like her a lot 
i want to kill myself
he likes her 
she likes him a lot
i want to kill myself
Oh, how...

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He held my hands, I wanted pulling away
My heart beat is unstable, scared if I linger I wouldn't 
want to let go.
Loneliness drove me into...

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“Interludes of romance are the brief sweetest moments of one’s life until they finish. The endings can be the most bittersweet of one’s life.” -quote...

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This morning of my life happens, 
When two people make love in the rain. 
I came in this world, so messy
And I live a messy...

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I've loved you with little fondness,
not giving you my whole tenderness;
I've reached for a stranger's arms,
keeping you away from my desires!

No, I haven't honored a...

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Loneliness has many forms, 
My loneliness is,
like a flickering candle, in an empty home,

When I open the windows,
and try to gaze you in dark starry...

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Each time that the rain falls,
No matter the day, week, month,
I see drops hopping from leaf to leaf
and the cold wind gracing my windows;
the sun...

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When they kiss so tenderly, they imagine plans for a lifetime,
their entwined arms protect what's theirs and precious inside:
they always get the usual looks of...

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Sort of like
stubbing one's toe,
if you dare to love
a bruise can form~
a deep rosy shadow
in response to your
amorous sunning – 

love burns
both inside
and out

take lots...

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We stayed out late at night: back then;
In the warmer months of the season
We would go down to the lake for fun.

If it hadn't been...

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This a house of unused tools
Bought for a purpose and then
Filed in a rusty toolbox
To be never used again
For with the next project
I’d frantically search...

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