Paralysis

The soul
felt a terrible ache,
the years went
slowly numb
in a spread of paralysis,
of shock,
an inward emptiness
in her soul.
Like dead leaves crumpling
to powder,
blown away on the wind.

Romantic Illusion

The overwhelming pressure
of that
romantic illusion.
Fate hardly matters.
You adapt to believe there is
an absolute one
for you.

Warm Spring Day

My heart, it broke,
but on a warm spring day
of sunshine
I realized my feelings
have come back
all it took was the touch
of passionate love.