You were just
A challenge
That's all you were
To me
I don't think
I liked you much
But wished
You wanted me
And wanting it
So badly
Needing
To prevail
Thinking
Planning
Plotting
Determined not to fail
Upset it was upsetting
I couldn't reel
You in
Approach
After approach
I tried
I wanted so to win
Yet had I really won you
If "we" had come to be
Another one would challenge
And I would set you free
NOT about Verbal . . .
Love PoemsStepping through the door, I stoodMet stale air scented with woodPausing, wondering if I could Or would I slid your pictures from the framesScratched out the notes that bore your nameUnaware when last I came It was farewell to what was same A shame The summer when you last were here No summers more And on the floor Behind the chair I noticed there Dusty, yet not worse for wear Your hipster hat we bought We thought A joke...
Love PoemsI found an emailYesterdayThat you had sent to me A partySome festive affairWith date and placeTo be Four years agoYou sent itI remember the event Even down to what I woreThe evening we had spent There were so many nights like thatAttended through the years But they tend to run togetherWithout reminders near Time has passedAnd so have you I stop and thinkHow long Yet present in my daily lifeAre youBeing so gone.
Love Poems
Thank you! And after I posted it I figured I should say something - people often think poems are all autobiographical - as a writer of poetry yourself, you probably are used to that!