Love and Pain

A short poem of extremes. Not all poetry has to rhyme.


Love is...




The quickening of the heart,
rose-flushed cheeks aflame.
Star-bright eyes that light your smile.
The smile, that leaves me breathless.


Pain is...




The last moments of this rendezvous
and final agony of parting.
Tears welling, overflowing;
salt smarting on my face.
This is our finale...


We, shall be no more