A poem about unrequited love by David Tombale: Heartbeat

This is another poem about unrequited love.

Heartbeat

There is a rhythm to her heartbeat,

a melody that makes a whisper in my ear

that resounds like echoes across the wide

blue yonder of our love, and I exist in

the spaces that other faces have hollowed out

and they I think might have loved her too,

once in silence and once in rage but nothing’s

left but pain.

I wish she’d write me,

I wish she’d live inside my heart

like thoughts I leave unspoken so

someday I’d leave them out to

run around the yard like our children,

with my eyes and her lovely smile,

I see them often, but have nothing to

content myself with this lonely night.

A poem about unrequited love by David Tombale: Memory

In some cases the people we love no longer can or will return our feelings and situations like that are the inspiration behind this poem.

Memory

In the soft embrace of lover’s gaze

I see you, steady as the mountains

as beautiful as a summer breeze,

like the last notes of a symphony

that plays beneath the forest trees,

that of cicadas and foxes,

all is silence, all is beauty and memory

and with you I will always remember.

Writing the last lines in this awful

letter trying not to let her fade like

the fog outside my window, she flits

away and something inside me cries

while I’m trying not to let her because

I will always remember.