I would like to be a writer. I began this site with amorous intentions, and over the course of time, I hope to have evolved as a male in an ever changing society that is today, recognizing the true beauty and elegance of woman. I am also into writing poetry. Come along for the ride.

I Only Remember Tears


We were already traveling different roads,

yet cordial, familiar motives,

a breakfast where everyone knew

we’d be there again in a week,

same table, same smile, same order,

yet, this conversation would differ

from other general dialogue

between an oj and some bacon,

the over-easy affair challenged

the beauty

of a routine moment we’d built

together so many Saturdays

over many years when then

I looked in your eyes and asked,

and the tears began …

I played your passion rather

than have to sense my denial.

2 responses

  1. nice… touching one 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    August 11, 2015 at 12:07 am

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