Tag Archives: Romance

I Don’t Want To Ask Why

Your favorite color was purple,
Because “there’s no rhyme for that.”
Your humor was a sure pull,
My heart stepped right into your trap,

You were the violet
Crushed by the heel,
I asked the universe,
Don’t make me feel
There was something to be done,
So you could be saved,
Any explanation,
Or something to say,
I
Don’t want to ask why.

I was caught watching your stormy life,
Hating it, waiting for the end of your ordeal,
Under his sick psychological knife,
Wishing for your freedom to be real,

But You were the violet
Crushed by the heel.
I asked the universe,
Don’t make me feel
There was something to be done,
So you could be saved,
Some explanation,
Or something to say,
I
Don’t want to ask why.

But I want to know
Why we couldn’t be free
Why we couldn’t escape
from our chained history
Why I loved you so
I want to know
Why my heart has a hole,
Why was the answer, “no?”

And why?

Why

You were the violet
Crushed by the heel
I asked the universe,
Don’t make me feel
There was something to be done,
So you could be saved,
Some explanation,
Or something to say,
But I
Don’t want to ask why.

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Florida Sunset

It was a beautiful Florida sunset,
Like a million sunsets before,
I ordered a cafe con le-
che, and I walked along the shore.

Her eyes captured mine completely by surprise.
I fell into their stormy surf.
Then she noticed without chasti-
sing, and smiled, not hiding her mirth.

“I apologize for staring… you’re pretty,”
reaching deep for courage to speak.
“You’re fine; that’s probably the swee-
test compliment I’ve heard all week.”

Despite our awkward meeting there on the sand,
Somehow it just felt very right,
To walk hand in hand, and have cand-
le-lit dinner for two that night.

It was a beautiful Florida sunset,
Like no other sunset before.