R.M. Dolin, January 12, 2024 I’m not dodging the question you delivered with crystal clarity, my hesitation stutters at the profound appreciation for the seriousness of each and every implication you’ve littered along the jagged highway of my life. I should know the answer. A …
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 sanctuary leisurely leaning life toward the incredible potential of all things possible. Gently I kiss you awake in soft breaths along the nape of your neck as my fingers tenderly trace your naked contours, inviting you …
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.
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 …
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 …
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