Love’s Recovery
-His View-
Gone, my Heart
Gone my heart, her steady beating
lost now our joy in meeting
as from my world she’s come unseating
to leave my heart lonely beating
Torn, the page that we wrote
except for treasured simple notes
sent to her to express my love
coming of summer, and happy doves
I, too weary to fight and slug
although I’d like to undo the mugs
who in their avarice did unplug
vital connection to living love
Yet at the edge, when reading notes
sits a scream to fracture throat
to damn those who “tricking” wrote
lies to have our loving broke
Needful, and Desiring
When here, she was inspiring
and I, I was greatly admiring
of her beauty and her ways
the things she promised
as I listened to what she’d say
Even though weary of trouble’s come
as risk I’d take to have her won
if were possible, you know that son
early, her heart was mine
a wonder and wonderful elder find
I enjoyed her presence, heart and mind
seeking then and now to truly find
her close with hand in mine
I ask, “Are you out there again to find?
Is there a chance you again be mine?
Needful, and desiring, myself to find
somehow this love, my girl,
won’t leave my mind
her the love I’d longed to find
down my years, to life refine
What to do
I to consider what to do
do I seek her, or someone new
but this was answered just before
saying this out loud, where it came true
My heart was hers, this is true
that had not changed, now hopeful to
find a way to reach her through
what had passed, still bleeding true
My heart for sure aching
wondering, “Is she to another love making?”
or had she remained mine true
after interlope running through
And so, I chose a friend to ask
to establish truth, as lie unmask
hoping to restore a working reach
to inspire my Love again to reach
There to find when sending note
found a massage Monique had wrote
a recent time before that made me choke
surprised that there was such a note
With this a flash of hopeful hope
to stop my heart as read what wrote
“Where are you? She misses you
and wonders what has happened,”
And so, a message wrote quickly
sent, then to wait, anxiously
but much was convincement needed
as much mistrust was months long breeded
Not an easy task to do
restoring self as actual, true
that one, a lover, bold and true
faithful, no interloper new
Expecting nothing, yet message sent
honest, I explained with harshness vent
how troubles had been our way sent
and all the ill that interloper meant
Interplay of Restore
Not at first were truths accepted
words and phrases then rejected
but lines of proof to find their way
evidence that came in form misplay
as shown, was hack which was in play
for longest time, then thrust away
once truth seen of hurtful ways
Slow to turn was common friends mind
but finally got through to her in time
then she to reach my Love
who suffered harsh from missing love
as Monique, our common friend
sought to restore Love’s aching heart
nearly destroyed while us apart
More quickly did my Love believe
even though long had been her grieve
just how this was for her I do not know
as travel this road, I did not go
for me had been someone there
who seemed to be my Love, with care
who was not true or even there
I was deceived while she to grieve
she to cry while I take in lies
from a stranger, restating words from past
to closely flavor our interact
as slow was twisted the intent, the plan
to cut from wallet and life of older man
everything, love, heart, get all they can
Harsh the hacker’s heart
to steal social contact part
take away the line once true
breaking in to make her blue
and act as she, old man to
making demands he would not do
my Love, the one truly true
Tentative reach restored for each
as friend, Monique, was friend to each
her helping hand, to aid her girlfriend more
and I, a recipient even more, love to be restore
trust to rebuild, assurances made
is this my girl, or are we slayed
trust, trust, trust, for each a must, be made
To Imagine
It was a day of discovery
a day of horror and then recovery
as I found no familiar sound
in the words today I found
In the course of conversation
something came up is hard to mention
yet I realized my heart was broke
a deeply resonating and hurtful note
I found that what was wrong
between this person who didn’t belong
and myself, the losing one
my emotions turning dark, no joy, no Sun
Her words, her ways had changed
her sayings were not the same in play
meant to extract from me in every way
whatever element of self she chose that day
Disregarding my need in sway
to play my emotions for her win
as my effort for good are turned to sin
as “I” go toward the basest of state, at her lend
Unaware till now, did not defend
and after falling to her trap
I finally come looking, fighting back
to cast aside this hurtful one
This hacker that into our lives had come
through to do all the harm they could
deceiving, to do in all love’s good
and burn it down, they thought they would
Looking back, wide mirror view
I should have known, seen right on through
and now I see where differences are
between my love, this stranger far
Clear now, I see through fine
the deceitfulness their troubled mind
as they to gain by leaching ways
anything to steal, in any way
Crying Souls
With common goals we moved fore
not want repeated score
from years and years of time before
Love was ours to take and own
yet free each other from old love’s clone
as all before leads to love’s narrowed cone
And then, a sudden end to come
a taking away of goals and sums
that were our guide then and in time to come
You were gone, another there pretending
deceived with expert care, I did not know of ending
until, until, a sudden stroke, for defending
Realized, I soon devised a change
to save, if possible, what must remain
within each heart and mind, our home frame
Yet for a time, before, between
before your fresh rediscover
between love and love again
Crying souls asking why
what had happened, why love dies
with prayers to ask that this not be
And again you to find me
I to find the heart of you
start again, fresh and new
Unique Monique
Uncomfortable and disbelieving
but yet not going, not leaving
or rejecting words fresh said
She to take in my words
their intentions closely wed
to you, her closest friend
And I to trust this connection
as she’s the one you mention
along conversation’s way
As I to trust, as I must
this link to recovery’s day
seeking to again find you
Here I seek to ease your pain
through friend, as family’s sister
and win you again
As you have a precious friendship
with unique Monique
and her ever present care
Again to Trust
Trust, an action a word
with motions that are a must
And in our interactions new
become something of a thrust
As I ask that, for a time, you try
to lend my words some trust
As I come red-faced to you
with supplications as I blush
Hoping for the best from you
my words come out in rush
As I’m asking the very most of you
with pain aside, that again you try to trust
Counter-posed
In my mind a worry
that you will not hear me
In my heart an aching
comes just short to kill me
As I’m sure you have and own
within your heart hate to spare me
For just leaving you sudden alone
no hand nor words to show you
All seems lost, not again found
between our hearts once rhyming
How in hell did things go wrong
in their acts and timing
And I to quibble within myself
“Do you still want me” worried, longing, pining
Counter-posed
My need for you, your heart was true
and our love need re-finding
Will you accept me again?
Will you reject me and then
seeking another for love’s win
then true forget me?
A Glimmer
Hope that glimmers in the night
hope that all will be coming right
That you will accept my words
that in truth they will be heard
That I had no intent to leave
there was nothing up my sleeve
As plan to see your hurting large
to intrude into your life, then outward barge
My joy, to have you say “I’ll listen!
for all this time, it’s you I’m missing.”
If this comes true, my eyes will glisten
as you take in what good, not at me hissing
A glimmer of hope in my heart stays
as it’s you I want for all my days
Yet I am not sure I have winning ways
to win you back after all these days
And Then
Sending word through Monique
our friend who’s so unique
as to hold your interests best
to aid a broken heart
And then, as I waited
not days, but hours anticipated
came a quiet word urging
and telling of hope residing
Asking, “Where have you been hiding?”
“Where did you go, where have you been?”
mysteries in the moment
seemed would never end
And then, my heart to jump
to come alive again
as hope was grand, its effort to mend
two broken hearts
Belief in Us
Belief in us, the we, we were
a love that was not often to occur
Each to have loved more than once
thought each forever, but went askant
Sure we each, the other true
sure before intruder came through
To block and stop chatting new
from each of us, the other to
And in each heart a trust to bloom
could not be brushed away this soon
And for this I am greatly thankful
as my heart remains like love-filled bank