About The Author
Gabriel Mongefranco is an experienced developer and security analyst. On his free time, he is also a writer, poet, musician, philanthropist and adventurer. He runs an Information Technology firm from Grand Rapids, Michigan (USA). Learn more.
romantic Archive
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Yes, I Did
Posted on 2011.09.17 | No CommentsA poem about what being in love is about. Did I love you? Did I ever love the joy of your company, the melody of your voice, your contagious smile, your forgiving heart? -
I Was Afraid
Posted on 2011.05.22 | No CommentsA poem about being afraid of commitment, but changing my mind after meeting someone very special -- the ONE I want to be with for the rest of my life. -
Tonight at the Dance Studio
Posted on 2011.05.21 | No CommentsA poem about dancing with my girlfriend, and how this made me realize how happy she makes me. -
Yes, there is hope still
Posted on 2011.02.14 | No CommentsA poem about a young woman fighting for her life and working hard for a full recovery after being involved in an almost fatal car accident, and how my feelings for her might be re-surfacing. -
How Can I Say a Word
Posted on 2010.12.09 | No CommentsSometimes, being in love is so obvious that no words are needed to express one's deepest feelings. -
I already love you
Posted on 2009.05.08 | No CommentsThis poem explores my certainty in the future, in that I will one day find true love. -
Of Daydreams And Embarrassing Moments
Posted on 2009.04.08 | No Comments"What the heck are you doing?!" April yelled with an awakening voice. "Are you even paying attention to me?!" "Huh?" I uttered, as I started to regain consciousness, awakening from my daydream world... -
Of roses and office romance **
Posted on 2009.03.22 | No CommentsIt is only natural that after working with her, and getting to know her so well, I started to develop feelings for her. She knows this. I told her last week. I haven't seen her since, but we are still in talking terms. **Note: This content requires site login. -
A kiss in the mist
Posted on 2008.08.24 | 7 Comments...We stood on top of the slippery yellow spider for a moment, holding hands and looking down. Then, I slowly and gently hugged her waist as she touched her forehead against mine. "Well, this is different," she said.... -
To Smell Happiness Once More
Posted on 2007.05.09 | No CommentsHoping that someone especial can start healing and feeling better. Written by the Grand River after visiting a friend Mary Free Bed (a rehab hospital).