Passionate courtship
Two songbirds blinded by love
Windowsill tango
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: love
The Number Thirteen
The number thirteen,
Coincidence or karma
Falling on Friday.
Inspiration for slashers
Needing to wear hockey masks.
Then wouldn’t you know
Valentine’s Day would follow.
Now that’s frightening!
What if I got the wrong gift?
She could kill me in my sleep.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Close Your Tired Eyes
Close your tired eyes
Quiet your exhausted mind
A surprise awaits
He has been there all along
Since the very day of birth
Too busy to see
He sat back and simply watched
Waiting for the time
Now in your silence he speaks
Hello my child…I Am God
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Lover’s Broken Heart
Lover’s broken heart
What thrives in the aftermath
But bitterness…hate
Weeds choke off one’s passion
Leaving nothing but wasteland
In trepidation
Pain foments until putrid
Romance the victim
With trust shattered like blown glass
The wounds bleed until bled out
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Utopian Dreams (Tanka)
Utopian dreams
These are but an illusion
In the minds of man
Introspection is the way
Your ideal life is waiting
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Heartbeat’s Rhythmic Call (Senryu)
Heartbeat’s rhythmic call
In search of it’s one true love
Defying logic
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The Touch Of Your Hand (Tanka)
The touch of your hand
Soft skin on my stubbled cheek
Tells me you love me
I try to speak but I’m mute
Our silence says all we need
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cynicism (Acrostic)
Could I be my own worst enemy,
Yearning for perfection in this world and knowing it can never be?
Nothing can satisfy me as I watch the cruelty of man,
Inflicting pain and suffering on each other,
Crimes–inexcusable by any of God’s sacred texts.
Irreverent and blasphemous fools are these
Scandalous in their deep seated hatred
Maring the kindness and love of the doctrines they so staunchly claim to defend.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cold Salt Spray Rains Down
Cold salt spray rains down
Winds like daggers frost the soul
Of hearty sailors
Death may lie on the next swell
On their way to calm waters
Such is their lover
Both cruel and kind on a whim
With no emotion
She is as she’s always been
Nature’s passionate abyss
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Before Judging Me (Tanka)
Before judging me
Walk a long mile in my shoes
Cry a million of tears
Feel all the pain I have felt
Then you’ll see the fool you’ve been
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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