A Poem by Robert Strzalko

A selection from The Sun Loves Every Planet


Do you remember the night

We walked through town

Starry night


Dreamy night

Mystery whispering in our ears

As we walked past

Medieval buildings of stone

And chiseled faces of statues

Looking at us across centuries

I desperately wanted to touch you

To take you into my arms

As we neared the river

And walked across the bridge

But we couldn’t speak to each other

Not really

Not fully

So we gestured


Spoke broken phrases

But mostly

We walked in silence

If I could have spoken to you

I would have told you

That I wanted to feel your belly

Moving against mine

I would have told you

That I wanted to hear you

Call out in the night

In a language

I don’t understand

I would have told you

That I wanted to feel your hips

Speaking passions beyond words

Along the moonlit banks of the river

Where young lovers come together

To roll in the grass 

I wish I would have touched you

I wish we would have held each other

I think you knew this

As I watched you walk away

After we parted

On the other side of the river

That divides

So many things

Now that a year has passed

And I am back in my own country

I still think of that night

When I’m out walking

By the river where I live

I hear your heels clopping

Along the cobblestone

In the humid summer air

I see your silhouette

Standing by the fountain

As I look up at the stars

I wonder where you are

And as I watch the water flow by

I wonder if you think about that night too

My heart is happy

For the moment we shared

And yet

Sad at the same time

Because I know now

We will never have

That moment again

That night stays with me

No matter how hard I try

I can’t forget

The softness of your belly

The smell of your perfume

The desire in your eyes


I still find myself

Wanting to reach for you

To take you into my arms

And never let you go

© 2014 Robert Strzalko

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Well, you have certainly taken my mind to a Wonderland of yearnings and unspoken bliss...
This one is a keeper...(sigh)

There is no doubt, you know where to touch, to warm the woman's heart...swooning (all) your readers...

The mark of a great writer is to feel, and illuminate these emotions through words...
which you did, with fireworks... Truly romantic!~xoxo~:)

Posted 4 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Now that's Love !! Great piece thanks for sharing.

Posted 3 Years Ago

An amazing write. Keep it up, sir...:).......

Posted 3 Years Ago

I adore this write. How beautifully you have penned your feelings.

Posted 3 Years Ago

I could feel this these words arcing a across my body. You invested yourself heavily into this past dream/reality. I, too, have a similar experience with a women from Croatia.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Romantic. Tender. Nostalgic. You are a very sensitive poet. Beautiful and thank you for sharing

Posted 3 Years Ago

"That I wanted to hear you
Call out in the night
In a language
I don’t understand
I would have told you"

Posted 3 Years Ago

Beautiful writing, leaving me with the feeling of being transported right into this very inspiring moment.

Posted 3 Years Ago

Such a simple use of vocabulary but deep and complex emotions. I can visualize and feel the aching and longing for this person. Great job.

Posted 4 Years Ago

And so we let the moments pass us by, moments that continue to haunt us with twinges of regret. A life unlived is a life of regrets, a life of looking back that causes pause.

Your poem is a romantic lens to a moment in time that lives in your bones and walks with you daily.


Posted 4 Years Ago

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Last Updated on September 14, 2014


Robert Strzalko
Robert Strzalko

Loves Park, IL

Hi. I'm the author of A BULLET FOR TWO, THE COLOR OF DREAMS and THE SUN LOVES EVERY PLANET. A BULLET FOR TWO won a NABE Pinnacle Book Achievement Award in the Western Category Fall 2011. THE SUN LOVES.. more..


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