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 …
Read MoreMisdirection
R.M. Dolin, January 2, 2024 I have witnessed the white light of forever from within the ember ashes of misdirection. Confused and uncertain, I journey back through over-traveled territory, no longer manic, just needing to be moving. A green leather chair and painting of a …
Read MoreWhatever is Required
R.M. Dolin, January 2, 2024 Our love’s everlasting even afterwe foolishly lose our way.The path forward demandshard and difficult work,but building a future with you isworth investing in whatever effort is required,for however long is required. . . Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling …
Read MoreQuest for Camelot
R.M. Dolin, January 1, 2024 Fog lifts its cold steel veil for just a moment before slamming shut in an impenetrable wall of barriers built to block our most perfect future. For that moment I see in the far away distance, the life I believed …
Read MoreShattered Pieces
R.M. Dolin, January 1, 2024 It’s easy to fall in love, especially with someone as profound as you. A tender touch, a gentle smile, the warm way you hold me at night to reassure my anxious soul, this is all that’s required. It’s equally easy …
Read MoreCowboys Aren’t Supposed to Cry
R.M. Dolin, December 27, 2023 Just so you know, cowboys aren’t supposed to cry. But the muscle and magic of our love saddles me with a vulnerable weakness I embrace. In my tears I taste life as it’s meant to be lived, a complex cocktail …
Read MoreUnwritten Poem
R.M. Dolin, December 2, 2023 Dust does eventually settle, but not in ways that allow for logic, compassion, or tender reflection, which is why this must remain my unwritten poem. . . Background poem for the novel, “The Dangling Conversation.” Kyle’s anguish over the impending …
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