Hundreds of thousands
Have known the anguish
That none have ever felt before.
"No man is an island".
Well Mr. Donne,
That is not to say
A man cannot feel as one.
Bridges are oft burned
Treasures oft stolen away
Through carelessness
Or ignorace, or
Worst of all
Through no fault of one's own.
Once bitten, twice shy?
Foolish advice, say the bold.
Once bold, now hermitic
Sealed fast in love's cloister
Cynic at last,
Diffident in the face of infinity,
Veteran of its ephemeral nature.
And much the worse for it.