requiromantic, I

I’d never heard the word before.
And yet it seems to fit:
when romance wanes and waxes by
the strength one has to deal.

Am I aromantic? I—
I fell in love once more
with someone with poetic wit,
but nothing came of it.

I rarely think I should explore
a romance; when I feel
a love begin, I find I’m spry—
this word I think I’ll steal.

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