R.M. Dolin, January 15, 2024 When we do finally reconnect, when our lips lean into that tender second first kiss, it will be a moment burning indelibly into each of our souls. One that lights the forever fire warming your heart, calming inner voices speaking …
Read MoreUnanswered Question
R.M. Dolin, January 12, 2024 I’m not dodging the question you deliveredwith crystal clarity, my hesitationstutters at the profound appreciationfor the seriousness of each and every implicationyou’ve littered along the jagged highwayof my life. I should know the answer.A person doesn’t get to be mewithout …
Read MoreWinter Morning
R.M. Dolin, January 11, 2024 The bleak winter storm beats against my window as wind swept snow insists on being let inside. Pulling heavy blankets over my head, I beg the clock for five more minutes. The coldness of my morning amplifies the loneliness of …
Read MoreKissing You Awake
R.M. Dolin, January 10, 2024 Sunlight seeps into our sanctuaryleisurely leaning life toward the incredible potential of all things possible.Gently I kiss you awake in soft breathsalong the nape of your neckas my fingers tenderly traceyour naked contours,inviting you to again integrateyour body with mine,to …
Read MoreAs the Wrong Story Unfolds
R.M. Dolin, January 3, 2024 I worry we’ll wind up watching, for the rest of our lives, as the wrong story unfolds. Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling Conversation.” Something one thinks about at the end of love.
Read MoreMore Than My Lover
R.M. Dolin, January 6, 2024 You’re more than just my lover, you’re my oldest and my dearest friend, which is why it hurts so much to say goodbye, and why the intense pain of having to accept you no longer love me, never will fade. …
Read MoreThese Things I Tell You
R.M. Dolin, January 6, 2024 I tell you these things because you understand. You feel the world with a harmonic resonance few can hear. You’re the rare person who gets me on my many complex and convoluted levels. Kismet intersected your fate with mine for …
Read MoreGift of My Heart
R.M. Dolin, January 6, 2024 Next time I gift my heart, it will be forever with the person whose arms I pray to die in. Next time my timid soul dares to seek sympatico, it will be with a profound boldness transcending all the cuts …
Read MoreAgainst a Raging River
R.M. Dolin, January 3, 2024 Life comes hard with relentless ruthlessness that can only be countered by continual movement and change. I can no more alter the past than I can successfully push against a raging river. Still the same, I can’t seem to stop …
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