Loneliness Is An Inventor..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

loneliness
is an inventor
it is not
an invention
as it created
you, as it
sculpted love
which was not
there when
i arrive here
lately.

it is this
loneliness that
created a garden
a cottage with
fireflies in
the middle of
a deep forest.

it assumes love
between us
(which is not
really true)

it is the flesh
nothing but the
flesh that loneliness
caters.

what if there is
love?
oh, do not bother
when loneliness
leaves,
love may arrive
but with its wisdom
you are nothing
but a soothing balm.