Beautifully penned, Fia. Sorry, it took me a bit to get to read this. Excellent storytelling my friend, you are truly amazing, cuz. Appreciate you.

Damian

a very passionate plea that moved me deeply🌹

I crave chocolate, and I used to crave the warmth of a body beside me. These days in my older age…the chocolate sates, and the memories of the warm bodies must suffice.
I really like the analogy drawn here.
j.

love your words…and I love the cosmos, where your lover may reside… i taste the chocolate, because you made it seem so real… much sensuality here and delicious vivid images!!!!
Warmly, B

She’s your shop…That is beautiful.
That last stanza has so much feeling to it. Lovely Peter

Wonderfully a d honestly penned. I feel the ache of your words…I know them.

Thanks fellow writers for your kind words
🙏

“She was there until she was gone”—Butterflies are free, like in the old seventies film.
And women are free as well, they may lite upon our branch for a few seconds…but we must not try to hold them.
They will come back if they wish.
Like this poem a lot, Neville.
j.

Hello Jacob, it is good to see you have joined the new gang .. and thanks tons for reaching out & considering my little but not so new scribble .. Indeed, many thanks indeed sir & wishing you well .. Neville 😎👍

Tremendous work, as always my friend.

My dad had to work two jobs as a kid during the depression because his dad had died and he had to support his mom.
This is intense but also beautiful lyrically.
Reminds me of the film The Grapes of Wrath.

The Joad family…”I’ll be there Ma, yeah, I’ll be there!”

I liked how you discussed this. Looking through one person’s point of view and I could see it.

Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian