Poem – “A Film Reel of Hurt” – Romantic Poetry – 1/31/2020

She was the sun in my life,
She knew what to do with my strife.
I drew her face in for a solitary kiss,
From across the ocean,
But, the death of her, was enough to lose
The everything to make my wife.

To love, again,
Is to see the sun again.
How can I
When the nothing I see, is the darkness I know?

Leave a Reply