Love poem  #113
December 7,  1998

God
how I hate
those love poems
so this will not
be one of them
A string of words
hung
on a Christmas tree
for one
and how I hate
the sentiment
of how one does miss
tenderness, caress
a lost lover's
sweet kiss
so this will not
be one of them
I say
of loves unrequited
rhyming clichés