Sometimes...
Parting ways is bitter...

Beguiled with awe the warmth I feel
waking up oh! so cold in October breeze...

Drawn by a special friendship
I succumbed to try a tease...

Close your eyes, it is easier to feel than look
The eyes to the soul can be read like a sad book...

(a shared poem with Diego Del Risco of Peru/USA)
no wonder the air I breathe is hard to inhale...

Light the candles and watch as they flicker
full of energy so bright on one cozy corner...

Can you hear my heart is beating
echoing...whispering in your mind...

Ridding the aches inside...
will ignoring you be my cure...

Though we may be miles apart,
the love in my heart knows no distance...

It's night again...
Am I so blue...

It's not that easy to bear each passing day
For this heart and soul have something to weigh...

Agreed.
Men are created equal...