Tête-À-Tête

By Len Agpoon

She believes that people are made of distinct colors in terms of their emotions. Distinct colors of intensity or lightness which depends on personal experiences and subsequent interpretation. Sometimes these experiences may have influenced personal interpretation of social observation or vice versa. But love, as it happens, as it ended, and as it appears again, requires conversation in private with the self, with the other self or with the reflection of the self.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Jul 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9781532079351

Len Agpoon

Arlene Agpoon works as Special Education Assistant in the Province of British Columbia since 2018 and her passion to help children with special needs overflows in the services that she provided. She may be relatively new in a country with four seasons in a year but this change has brought inspiration to write her poetry in three particular chapters.

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iUniverse rev. date: 07/27/2019

Contents

Chapter 1 Caterwaul

A Dialogue with Me, Myself, and I

About Her

Antithetical

Back Seat

Best Wishes

Can I Be Him?

Before You Were Gone

Cold Feet

Don’t

Don’t Say You Love Me

I Believed Your Lies

Getting Over With

I’d Like My Heart Back

Maybe

Not Since You

On the Other Side of the Fence

One Day

Over You

Poetic Paradox

Rhetorical Questions

Stay Away

Thank You

The Muse in the Stars

Time and Space

Unrequited

When the Love Is Gone

Worrying Blues

You and I

Chapter 2 Susurrus

Addicted to Melody

Conjecture

Destination

Fated Flame

First and Last

How Can I Love You More?

I Don’t Feel Jealous

I Wrote a Song for Her

I’ll Find Someone

Impossible

In the Name of Love

John

Kiss Me Now

Love Me Tomorrow

Martha

Moon Lover

No Apologies

Not for You

Object of Desire

Only Man

One Love

One More Love

Palette

Refuge

Santa’s Helper

Shameless Beggar

She Doesn’t Know

Simple Task

Sun and Moon

Someone Like You

The Truth about You

Unchained Heart

Unexpected

What I Wanted

Why I Called You My Boss

Y-O-U

Your Love

Your Majesty

Chapter 3 Colloquy

Bewitched

Conversation between Him and Her

Don’t You

Fallback

How It Ends

I Am Me

If

If Ever You Forget Me

Into the Wild

Intoxicated Fools

Like Love

Love Is

Manacles of Love

Moose

No One Else

Of Love and Poetry

One Love

Say Goodbye

Seized by the Moment

Snowflake

Stroke of Reality

Tale of Two Ships

The Gift

The Promise

Walls

What Love Is Not

CHAPTER 1

CATERWAUL

Crying out loud shoulda, coulda, wouldas of the past

A Dialogue with Me, Myself, and I

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There has been a time when everything’s in place.

We rocked the world like no such moment is misplaced.

We don’t even need words to tell something;

We just need the cold rock mountains to sing.

Can you raise me up there?

We can’t run the funfair.

You left the air to taste salty.

This throat might be faulty.

I really hope you’re in a good state—

No room for mistakes and failure to date,

Like sunlight for day and moonlight to say

That there was only one love to stay.

You solely knew how much love there would be—

Similar to nectar possessed by a bee.

Isn’t it a part of your chest?

Care to bring it out of my quest?

No input to cipher the sorrow—

Nothing to shelter on the morrow.

To undo the passion consequently—

Such love can stand incomparably.

About Her

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Built an empire to make my life good,

Simply defined by silver and gold.

I’ve learned to seize opportunities at face value.

Wasting time and effort was never an issue.

So I have enjoyed everything money can buy—

Spent on food, smoke, liquor, and women combined.

But