When I think
of loving again
at my age
I know that
having loved before
I must get
this one right
for it will
be for better
or for worse
the last love
for it will
likely be the
love to which
I whisper my
last breath being
the death of
me and love
Month: December 2023
UnderstandLess
I’ve been
writing about
love for
forty years
while I
know more
about it
I’ve realized
that I
understand less
Creation
What excites
me most
isn’t you
but the
possibility of
being us
for we
have already
been but
this us
is creation
Inspiration
The me
I know
and the
you that
you do
too are
two sides
of the
same door
when knocked
I open
to you
Simple
I’m unlikely
to be
your fire
I am
but me
and not
your desire