Love Poem: Edgar

Edgar

I wanted so much to meet 
this Annabelle Lee

My heart proposed 
that I talk to Edgar 
Poe who knew her

I found a penchant for 
writing, whence most if not all 
word travelers sought 
comfort and self-gratification

Yea, I loved to write 
but got lost 
being Alone
that I bartered this passion 
for glasses full of painkiller

When the heart felt 
that my thoughts became heavy 
like a rock in its pocket
in deep silence 
it uttered this: Oh, Edgar 

Poe must have carried 
the rock of sorrow