LOST LOVER

One too many bottles of wine
were opened
For I drank out of that last
final one
Hoping to see you in the sun
I saw only night
Hoping to make you happy
we both misunderstood
One too many late nights
I wrote too many poems
Said too many wrong words
used too much ink
I dropped the last straw
but that had to be
Hoping to see you again
I never will

- By Anthony Buccino
From DAYS YOU KNEW ME

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