boyfriends

Lingering touches fill the mind,

fulfillment of a heart sewn shut.

Searing white flashes break the mind

left, right, behind.

Right in front of you.

The searing white flashes weld them

together, two parts of a whole.

Separate, they are still whole.

Love does not make one whole,

Everyone is whole.

Love just fills a hole,

ripped open by the

terrors of a world

unloving of love.

Reviews

[Lisasview]

Hi there,
First read of yours...I think...but perhaps I have reviewed yours before, and I found this read really interesting... Yes, love can fill a hole but I feel it can be so much more..
I went through many boyfriends and loved many... and now, oh so many years later I really understand what love really is..
I see the youth in your writing... discovering or trying to discover love.. Such a difficult time in ones life...
Lisa, now in Spain