Poetry about love, sort of.

Angele Toomey Avatar

A short and simple ‘observation on life’ poem:

Unrequited love 
To feed an unrequited love 
Is to be a moon orbiting a planet 
You are held at a safe distance 
Suspended by the unseen force of gravity 
It is economical but you don’t really go anywhere 
Literally and figuratively. 
Photo by Ron Lach on Pexels.com

Discover more from Angele Toomey Poetry

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.


Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.