The greatest of loves
Need no words to so express
Written in the stars
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
The greatest of loves
Need no words to so express
Written in the stars
~~ 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 ~~
Last night I laid quietly by your side.
Only the sound of your breathing could be heard,
Very soft and low over the silence of night.
Enchanted was I by this simple act.
I thought back to when we first met,
So long ago in what seems like a previous life.
Beauty of your body and spirit enthralled me,
Love at first sight captured me,
In the many years since, it has not abated.
Never questioning fate we have become one–
Destined for eternity–as lovers in Heaven.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Fold into my arms
‘Tis were you’ve always belonged
Love is in the stars
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
A casual glance,
Sending whispers of love and lust,
Eyes averting eyes,
Embarrassed at the thought of capture.
An innocent smile,
Sunlights glimmer off ivory mirror,
Seductive and sensual,
Beckoning an invitation.
A brush of skin,
Accidental yet intentional,
Goosebumps cascading,
Erupting hot and lascivious.
A pounding heart,
Rhythmically offering itself,
Longing to be cradled,
In the impetuous throes of passion.
A tender kiss,
Long and warm on silky lips,
Without so much as a word,
Two become one.
Giving of the heart
Leaves one’s self vulnerable
There’s no greater thrill
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Roses thorn–savage call,
Reminds how fragile thy love.
Thy bloodless drop of tears they fall,
Tainting thy ivory dove.
In sorrow, my sorrow I beg repent,
Thy pain hast no place in my heart.
I pray to God relief be sent,
Promise never again to take part.
On bended knee I pray thou forgive,
I never meant to perpetrate such pain.
Promise do I for as long as I live,
Or be damned to eternity of shame.
Dearest Rose, beautiful Rose, my thorns I know I must quell.
Revealing my heart to thee who must know, or forever be banished to hell.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Breathing heavily
Heartbeat rapid–heart attack
The symptoms of love
~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
To have lost at love
A horrible thing indeed
Never to have loved
Is a gift truly wasted
That can never be retrieved
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
It comes not in a jar,
Can not be boxed, placed in a sack.
There is no recipe,
No cookbook, no formula to concoct.
There is no raffle,
No lottery, no auction to crave.
It’s no magic potion,
No spell, no wand you can wave.
Very often there’s pain
It slashes, it slices right down to the bone.
Frequently it’s blind,
It’s crippled, it’s stunted as others have shone.
But more often than not it results in true bliss,
It’s passion, it’s love that is tops on the list.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~