A Love Gone.... Awry. Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

A Love Gone.... Awry.
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I Keep Hoping My Missing Love
Will Find Her Way Back To Me...
I Have Forecasted The Bread Crumbs...
Help Find Her Back To Me

I Need To Find A Love...
A Love Misplaced
Is A Love In Momentary?
A Love Found Is A Love Ever Lasting.

I Loved You From Afar.
But A Love Misplaced
Fore My Love Was For Another...
Who... I Loved... Forever Hopeful... She'll Be Mine.

Love Is Quintessential To Existentialism...
Where What Exists,
Between A Man And A Woman...
A Bond Tentative In Strength.

But Strong In Maintaining;
A Closeness Of Regard;
Upon A Depth Of Inner Strength;
Derived From Ones' Love;
For Their Better Half.

I Loved Your Cousin...
She Was ill Advised To Love A Schizo Cripple...
Who Mistook You For Her...
And Inadvertently Fell In Love With You.

A Mistake Or A Grand Gesture.
Of Love Lines Inter-crossed.
Like Telephone Signals.
Between Different Parties.

Where What's Party To Love...
Is A Predestination Of Fate...
Once Fated... By Design Or Misstep...
Could in Ways Be Meant To Be.

But Love Crisscrossed.
In A Hodge Podge.
Of Mistaken Identities...
I Think... You Were Special... And Unique...

And Could Be More...
Than What You Ever Projected.
Yourself Out To Be...

I Guess I Haven't Reached;
The Depths Of Intimacy;
You Have Had For Others....
I Am Fickle... And At Times Innocent.

Fore My Love Has Always Been Unrequited.
Fore A Love So Fair As Mine For Another...
Hasn't Been Strong Enough...
To Find Its Match.

A Love Connection Is What I Crave...
And I Am Craven And Malnutritioned...
Nothing But Bones And Heart.
To Match The Empty Husk.

An Empty Hearted Soul...
Sole Purpose Is Divined.
In Finding A Kindred Spirit.
To Fill The Gap Left Fore The Trauma In Youth.

A Trauma In Youth... Cancerous In Lingering...
Empty Of Remission...
Found Decades After To Cripple,
The Half The Man I Am To Be.

Fore I Am Half Child,
And Half Man... And Childish.
In Thinking In Regards Of The Romantic...
The Man I Fall Short Of Being.

Listen... I'm Rambling And Pretentious...
Would You Find it In Your Heart To Forgive Me.
And Help... In Finding My Way To Love.
Or Am I Predestined to Find Heart Break...

A Love Gone... Awry?