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The Blue Bedroom, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Blue Bedroom

Freely I have given my heart to you
Thinking that yours would be given to me
Wished my many thoughts of you to be true

Loving you I thought the right thing to do
Obvious my deep feelings you could see
Freely I have given my heart to you

With every kiss we shared my feelings grew
Mutual feelings thought we would agree
Wished my many thoughts of you to be true

Deep into my longing heart you I drew
From such pleasing warmth I could never flee
Freely I have given my heart to you

Such a fool to think you could love me too
It was childish thinking you were ready
Wished my many thoughts of you to be true

Now alone in this room of crushing blue
Never to escape for I have no key
Freely I had given my heart to you
Wished my many thoughts of you to be true

Burning Heart, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Burning Heart, a painting by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Once thought that it could never be,
A burning love to share with one.

Love so great, took me to a knee.

Once thought that it could never be,
To love someone as much as thee.

It’s a fire greater than the sun!

Once thought that it could never be,
A burning love to share with one.

The Silent End, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Silent End

The clouds have devoured all the stars in sight
Such that I can feel the darkness of night
Against my clammy skin brings on great fear
For in the stillness sound I do not hear
Sought the expected safety of my home
Bolting the door felt I was not alone
Shaking from fever took on a great fright
My skin now turning to a deathly white
Quickly searched the contents of every room
Fearing this house shall ever be my tomb
What creature is it that I cannot see
Is it a ghost that takes my life from me
Falling helplessly to the frigid floor
All is now silent, a breath nevermore

To Embrace Her Again, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

To Embrace Her Again

The great expanse of highways are naked
White fish bones lines cover the parking lot
Stores are in darkness having been blighted
A single bag-holding shopper there’s not
I move with a feeling of emptiness
Wondering if I am the only one
The horror within my mind is ceaseless
Desperately wish these thoughts I could shun
The enemy unseen could cause my death
Anything I touched it could climb aboard
Like burglars in the night will take my breath
Worried what I may find heavy sweat poured
Could not drive fast enough to get to her
Turning into the driveway there she stood
Her gentle wave supplied me the answer
Moving close to her as fast as I could
We kept social distance as was required
The mask covered half of her lovely face
There would be no contact as I desired
Could be months before again we embrace

The Gate That Separates, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

The Gate That Separates

Here I’m lingering wanting not to part,
To continue holding your velvet hand,
While you excite the pounding of my heart,
For this moment we’re in a fairyland.
But can we remove the cold fence that parts us?
Let our bodies be joined on the same side!
Be absorbed into a night of blitheness.
My heightened desire no longer to hide.
To caress your sumptuous loveliness,
While I’m devouring your exciting scent.
Running my fingers through golden fineness.
Loving you forever is my intent.
Isn’t it your desire to open the gate?
If not in agonizing pain I’ll wait!