My Last Love Poem

How long has it been?

I can not call again.

I just want to hear

the lyrical hum

of her voice

on my eardrum.

When did I go insane?

I was just doin' my own thing.

Then into my world she drops,

changing everything.

Smell her on my pillow,

taste her on my lips,

I don’t want to go to bed

when she’s not there

'cuz it seems empty and large,

for the first time ever.

I don’t know what is happening to me.

I got a rep;

grizzly, callous, motherfucker.

Now I’m all silly and sweet,

gushing like a fountain of YooHoo.

Its disgusting.

Just appeared in my life one day.

Quietly, drew me in,

nothing will ever be the same.

And every time I think

I couldn’t be happier,

She smiles at me, again.

I had plans.

“Loner Curmudgeon.”

Cards were made.

But there she stands,

the light always right,

smiling at me,

and I already feel myself

made more.