Number Three Poem by david lessard

I could swear,
you were,
the one for me...
you had
my heart a flutter -
You smiled at me
and won my heart,
and I melted,
just like butter.
Lovely, intelligent,
gracious, kind,
the sort of combination,
I couldn't keep off
my mind.
And I fell for you hard,
and I ached for you so -
you responded in kind,
and I was lost in the flow.
We never fought,
we never had a tiff -
what's going on here?
No ands, no buts, no if's?
But you never raised your voice,
everything was fine and dandy;
I gave you flowers...
jewels and candy.
Then came the great awakening,
After all the years of silence;
after all the years of yes dear, no dear,
when there wasn't any violence.
Solitude can kill, you know,
There's an empty space in love;
there's an empty hall of sorrow,
Though you cannot see the blow.
Seventeen years of what
I thought was love -
Has disappeared forever,
Love can't be one-sided,
One is not its true endeavor.
Two shall be as one,
it's written in the Book -
But your math did not compute,
as my love from me you took.
How do you keep a love?
I ask the question...why?
You promised it forever,
but did you really try?