Romance Portions Poem by John Sensele

A heart stolen, a heart fallen
In the pursuit of a suitor's suit en route to company
Thought wondrous in warm words of Ellen
Despite purging a loneliness litany.

A heart stolen, a heart beaten
In the pursuit of the suit of perfect partnership
Pounced upon by Cupid's arrows eaten
With morsels of morose roses amid pontificating prudes on Sharon's ship.

A heart stolen, a heart forsaken
In the pursuit of the suit of new names
On a campus rumpus where Ken
Played the fields to stake new conquest claims.

A heart stolen, a heart broken
In the pursuit of the suit of ephemeral explorations
Meant to measure stamina levels outspoken
Sharon withstands in the wake of robbed romance preparations and prevarications.