Salvaged hearts still beat
Slower and more cautiously
Afraid to be hurt
What else would be expected
After being left for dead
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Salvaged hearts still beat
Slower and more cautiously
Afraid to be hurt
What else would be expected
After being left for dead
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I gifted my heart
So many years ago now
Like priceless treasure
Cherished and highly prized
Then held for ransom
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
You’ve broken my heart,
Taking what’s left of me,
Grinding me up,
Tossing my ash to the four winds.
Questioning what I saw in you,
I should have listened,
Love is blind,
And so was I.
Reckless and foolish,
Naive perhaps,
But isn’t that how love is,
Without logic,
Without thought,
Utterly ignorant.
They say,
The heart wants,
What the heart wants,
In this lies the only truth.
~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~
Your blanket of lies
Pulled tightly around my head
Suffocating trust
Killing, what I thought we shared
Sun, moon and the air we breathe
~~ D. R, DiFrancesco ~~