I used to write love poems …
dramatic pieces filled with equal parts
angst and romance.
Those stanzas fail me now
and no longer do they compel my
fingers’ ritual dance
upon the keyboard …
‘Tis not that I have lost the faith
or am devoid of
the sweet dreams
and passions that compose
a true love.
It is simply that I live
the love poems I once wrote;
a love affair shared
with the man I wed.
Words on paper expressed
cannot truly be compared.