The conversation
takes an crushy turn - so my
brain starts making quips.
My experience is
that my amorous impulses
are unreliable.
With my friends, my flawed,
carnivalesque attempts
at romance are legend.
Unless I'm starved
for embarrassment's grief
which I seldom am.
I will dodge, slither,
obfuscate and stall attempts
at intimacy.
What if I'm the
Kind of girl that guys can't
just fall in love with?
It's wonderful that you're working through all this and distilling it into poetry. Those of us who are far from the green, growing edge like to hear reports from the front lines. You are right there at the meristem.
Beautiful poem. Romance in the pandemic is risky. Tell him you scared then spend your me time writing romantic poems like this one
love is a great magnetic illusion can drag every amorous feeling subconsciously
Wonderful senryu. Very well expressed and touching.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I will dodge, slither, obfuscate and stall attempts at intimacy. doubts? ? desire for intimacy and romance. heart has reasons which the intellect may not understand. never doubt. believe that you are loveable and dear to many in this world. tony