People say they love my romance poems
But they’re from a heart that’s empty and blue
They say these poems are the best I do
But they’re read by strangers: I won’t know ‘em
I’m just writing the words I want to say
Because I don’t have someone I can say them to
Unflinching in honesty? Yes, that’s true
At least it hides the hope fading away
I write these words but no one seems to care
To satisfy a soul wanting it’s mate
But in the end, it’s prolonging the wait
I write these words but they’re going nowhere
I’ve a hole in my heart – it needs to be filled
But my romance poems won’t fit the bill
13th January 2005
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