Greatest Friends Were We

Greatest friends were we

Long before we were lovers

Our bond has been strong

No more could I have ever asked

My companion, my beloved

Spoken from the heart–

Never have I loved you more

Than I do this day

Twenty five years espoused

Once two, we’ve lived long as one

One heart and one soul

Through time, traveling this path

Winding and rocky

We comfort each others pain

‘Til we taste our final kiss


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


I Give You My Heart

I give you my heart

Each beat saying I love you

In angelic tones

You hear them in me like song

With your ear pressed to my chest

Words would surely fail

They are but man’s invention

I–their apprentice

Unworthy to speak the heart

So the heart speaks for itself


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


Separation Pains My Heart (Sonnet)

Separation pains my heart, that’s yours,

So long we’ve been together, I dread us part.

Loneliness invades with the latching door,

For fear that your love with you departs.


Foolish I know are these thoughts of you leaving,

Kindred souls we’ve become with the passage of time.

No sense does it make for my heart to be grieving,

When the love that we have has been nothing, but sublime.


Insecurity, but why, is the question to be pondered,

You’ve given me no reason to impart any concern.

Supposing instead that commitment might wander,

After all of these years you think I’d have learned.


The strength of our love has never been contested, nor ever shall it be during this life.

Nothing in this world could ever have bested, the passion that I have for you being my wife.


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~


I Entertained The Thought of Loving You

I entertained the thought of loving you,

But a selfish heart was blind to all except its own conceits.

No time for anyone else,

Nothing but what satisfied its needs.

You offered love,

You offered kindness, compassion and passion,

The fool that I was missed it

Or chose not to see it.

Really–what’s the difference;

Blind is blind,

Ignorance is ignorance,

Splitting hairs is all that it is.

Does it really matter what its called?

You said you were leaving,

Did I try to stop you…


I watched you walk away;

Not one tear in my eye,

Nary an ache in my heart,

Only perhaps a touch of relief for the freedom.

It makes me sick to think about it,

Embarrassed, ashamed.

Years passed and chance reared its head,

You never gave up on me,

Never hated me as I hated myself.

Your love for me remained though I didn’t deserve it.

I was not worthy.

I eventually grew up, throwing aside my childish ways,

Realizing that who stood before me was exactly who I wanted,

Exactly who I wanted to give my love to.

You took me in,

Sheltered me,

Loved me,

Forgave me my insensitivity,

My foolhardiness;

Never reminding me of it..

How can I ever thank you enough for saving me

…From myself


~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~