R.M. Dolin, June 26, 2024 I still taste the tenderness of you,memories seeping through my solitude draw me back to precious times together.I know and accept we’ll neversee each other again,which does little to reset sunspermanently positioned below my horizon.Life speaks to me in riddles,but …
Read MoreFool’s Destiny
R.M. Dolin, June 21, 2024 This all began with hope and passion, a fool’s form of courage. Nothing more than a daydreaming boy content with the too few coins rattling in his pocket, confined to live in grown-up clothes that never really fit. I’m not …
Read MoreLingering Touch
R.M. Dolin, June 14, 2024 You’re awfully pretty, and a damn good kisser. What lingers long after our last moment together, like dandelion dew on a high mountain meadow, is the soft way your subtle fingers tenderly trace mine as we talk through touch. As …
Read MoreLove Locks
R.M. Dolin, June 6, 2024 Cold hardened steel sparkles in solidarity as del Sol sets before Eiffel’s tower, reassuring hearts locked in need of cliche gestures and other nonsensical elements of romance,affinities such as these are still possible.Cynics say the symbolism of love locks fall …
Read MoreGentle Whispers
R.M. Dolin, May 22, 2024 On mornings such as thisyou can tastewind’s many salacious secretslingering in last night’safter-shadows.When you slow downenough to listen,she talks in truthful talesabout your painful pastwhile whispering gentlyof magical adventuresyet to unfurl. Background poem for the yet to be started novel, …
Read MoreMorning Serenade
R.M. Dolin, May 21, 2024 I imagine your lipstenderly touching mine,your subtle body glisteningin the softnessof morning’s first light,my soul repletein hopeful wonder…. Background poem for the yet to be started novel, “An Unsustainable Life.” Issac seductively woos his latest conquest while serving her drinks …
Read MoreColor of Cold
R.M. Dolin, April 30, 2024 It’s not that you don’t say, I love you, it’s the hesitant way you look like someone taste-testing spinach. I can’t describe it any more than I can tell you the color of cold, but it’s something short of certain. …
Read MoreLast Look at Love
R.M. Dolin, April 24, 2024 Rain clouds the sky more than this momentcan wash mist off memories too tender to ever again be touched. Your lifeless eyes hold a truth I no longer deny, devoid of sadness and regret while hiding sorrow’s last look at …
Read MoreAll We Can Do
R.M. Dolin, April 23, 2024 She’s locked in a life that tears her soul so deeply dark clouds of doom hover like an umbrella in rain deflecting any form of light that dares to enter, dashing all hope of ever finding her rainbow. You know …
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