Wake…to tender touch
Offered free in lovers glow
Gently from my soul
In the kindness of your smile
I find sweet serenity
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Wake…to tender touch
Offered free in lovers glow
Gently from my soul
In the kindness of your smile
I find sweet serenity
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
So much tragedy in words withheld
Than to words we are beholden.
Silence cuts deeper than forest trees felled
To those held more precious and golden.
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We wait for tomorrow as if plenty of time
Assuming the other must know.
What lies in our hearts, our feelings sublime
Saying one day that surely we’ll show.
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Until such a time that love grows apart
Blinded by such a surprise.
Mending of passion, where do we start
With tears welling up in our eyes.
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Speak your true mind and follow hearts lead,
Ne’er to be lead astray if it’s guidance you heed.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Given any choice
It would be no choice at all
You would be the one
Though we are separated
My heart chooses only you
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~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The tender shiver
From an early snows caress
Like first kiss passion
Stoked with anxious excitement
Culminates in inner peace
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I ask for nothing yet you give me all I need
Could this be what the sages meant when they spoke of love
Perhaps like the roses thorny prick doth bleed
Nary tainting the snow white of the purest dove
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Were I ever to beg my darling, of you my pardon
I doubt you not that forgiveness would be mine
Assured that your heart would not surely harden
This–I take to my heart as a sign
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The gift you offer out of nothing but passion
I hold close, clutching it tightly to my still heaving breast
Through these long centuries it has never left fashion
On my knees before God to you my love I confessed
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All this–I pray that I have not taken for granted
For your love I cherish that may ne’er be supplanted
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Love comes with wrath of thorn
When hearts betrayed the beautiful rose
Comfort breeds the birth of scorn
Passion cools, its numbness shows
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O’ fair, my fairest bloom
Fear not that my love has waned
All is not lost nor cloaked in gloom
Seeing you troubled has caused me pain
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I promise dear love to right my way
Intent not given with thought of malice
Blind to signs of that which holds sway
To raise you back up to throne and palace
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Time hath made loves flames grow tepid
I vow to weave our hearts beat threaded
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I see you in my dreams;
Vivid as day, real as if this was reality.
When I awake, only then do I realize it was my mind
Playing a celluloid trick on my psyche.
Salty tears stain my cheeks,
Heart racing, body shuddering, I weep.
You were there, I was there–
I could see you,
Smell your fragrance,
Feel your touch, skin on skin–
Then you were gone, fading into oblivion.
With only a look and a smile over your alabaster shoulder;
You said nothing, your eyes said it all.
Tarnished by longing and sorrow;
Goodbye revealed in their parting glance
You vanished, I am alone.
Was this a dream or love reincarnate?
It matters not.
Either way–
I am lost without you.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Love’s storm crashes
Upon the rocky shore of my heart.
Teasing blood and soul
Into tumultuous sea.
Catching each drop in the riptide;
Dragging it under,
Caressing it with tender arms,
Diluting the pain
Until two become fused.
One heart and one soul;
Fluid as the raging storm
That is our love.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Sweetness fills the air;
Scent of lilac and jasmine
Infused in my soul.
Like the tenderest embrace
You and I have become one.
Is this not true love,
The truest love known to man;
Eternally bound,
Two star-crossed lovers
Hearts beating in unison?
I say that it is!
Our bond cannot be broken,
Deaths grip holds no sway,
Matters of the heart survive
Beyond this mortal world
And into the next.
Our passions destiny,
Impenetrable;
Is our armor and our strength,
Warding off those who chastise.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A cold kiss lay frozen on crimson lips
His tears could not thaw her icy chill
Thy soul to sea as fare so many ships
Whose lose pain could never fill
O’ slab, coarse for so delicate a flower
How I wish that I could soften thee
Yet I have it not in my mortal power
Into the hands of God must it be
Fairest maiden how I long to offer thou comfort
Though separated many worlds apart
Couldst I have quenched thy terminable hurt
Nay–sorrow be still my beating heart
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O’ my dearest Juliet, I am dead to this world without thee
With this bitter nectar reunited soon we shall be
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~