Your eyes are
full of love.

Who are you?
Who am I
to love you?

My face is
full of pain

© W. Donovan

Would you like to see
me fall into the abyss
and bear this burden
which I cannot?
…
Would you like to see
how flabby it is
and dies in my arms?

© W. Donovan

Why do I always
fall for a beast?
I feel safe
but it always
ends the same way.

© W. Donovan

My tears ruffle the peaceful surface of the ocean
It’s no longer a reflection of the calm sky
The peace of our souls. It’s nothing
Our hearts are broken now
and we can bury everything in the ground.

© W. Donovan

Poetry volume I