Invisible corespondence
by Alison
my heart beats solely for him,
on this day when love is true,
but he just smiles, unknowing,
and I again feel blue.
My heart dies a thousand death,
each time I see him,
but he doesn't regester my love,
and then my world goes dim.
It's nice to share this burden of pain,
with some one who has cried the same tears,
who has felt the same pain,
and will hurt all these years.
I always thought I would be alone,
unable to explane,
but in our invisible corespondence,
I am able to share my pain.
Poetry
Gay Love ADVICE
