romance rambling

A Poem by anais.vionet

romance - in the age of pandemic - can we restrict the field any more??

The conversation

takes an crushy turn - so my

brain starts making quips.

My experience is

that my amorous impulses

are unreliable.

With my friends, my flawed,

carnivalesque attempts

at romance are legend.

Unless I'm starved

for embarrassment's grief

which I seldom am.

I will dodge, slither,

obfuscate and stall attempts

at intimacy.

What if I’m the

Kind of girl that guys can’t

just fall in love with?

© 2020 anais.vionet

Author's Note

all comments welcome

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Anonymous 79

This is something I relate with - a lot! I've been here before. I noticed that all of your stanzas ended with periods (or, in the case of the last one, a question mark). It feels like every stanza is a new thought, which I like, but they're also all connected - something I also like a lot. Your last stanza - the question "What if I’m the /Kind of girl that guys can’t/just fall in love with?" is something I'm extremely familiar with, after a long time of asking myself. I love your poem!