Each look as the first
Bringing us ever closer
We are destiny
You…the reason I was born
I…yours ’til the end of time
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Tag Archives: romance
Gentle Hands Caress – A Tanka
Gentle hands caress
Sign of passion without words
The warmest silence
Sharing a love unspoken
With my predestined soul-mate
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Drop Of Water – A Haiku
A drop of water
Ripples emanate outward
Vastness of my love
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Cry Of Somber Horn Sounds
Cry of somber horn sounds,
Cloaked in fogs muted cape;
Lonesome and lonely as others answer not.
With greatest of care she lumbers on,
Waning on autumn wind, she cries,
Longing for her groom so long ago parted.
Drawn and weary her soul aches
In hopes with lover soon united.
He waits…
On rocky shore, he waits,
To hear the joyous cry of his bridegroom,
Against cold and crashing spray–he waits
For her voice, it never comes,
He wales…
For his love–he is forlorn.
She is gone.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
You
When writing of you
Perplexed am I to the form.
No mold can contain you.
So much of life is a Parody,
Laughing at your ingrained silliness,
The mischievousness of your smile,
Twinkling eyes with a smoldering fire.
Haiku’s genteel nature is far too small,
Sister Tanka tries to express,
But her attention is much too short.
Perhaps an Ode would suffice
For flattery is your just due,
Ensued by inevitable embarrassment.
I could venture to sum your essence
Through the singularity of an Acrostic
Though this would scarcely scratch the surface.
Perhaps Triolet would be more fitting,
For none too often can I express the depth of my love;
Repetition surely would serve as reminder.
Even with all these
None can capture your unrestrained spirit,
The flow of you through space and time.
I will not try to confine you, that would be unfair.
Instead I will let you spread your wings
Writing your own verse
In the form of…
Free.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
More Than Life – A Tanka
More than life itself
‘Tis you I love most deeply
That I would give all
My heart and my soul are yours
In this world and beyond
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
His Treasure
His calloused hands, soft
Caressing her loving cheek
She– his pot of gold
Greeting his broken body
With an understanding smile
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His reason to live
Waits for him at long days end
Asking nothing more
Than to be loved as she loves
This he could never deny
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Song In My Heart – A Haiku
This song in my heart
Each stanza sung just for you
A passionate tune
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Spent – A Tanka
Spent, my heart racing
Pounding to the souls rhythm
Mute before love pure
You, the muse granting me breath
For without I would perish
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Blood Red
Blood red,
Yet silken soft,
Petals touch I held aloft.
Glorious in it’s crimson hue,
Appreciated by all but few.
Cherished true this sign of love,
Sent below from heaven above.
‘Tis no other quite compare,
With you caressed by gentle air.
Fragile as pure love suppose,
No other but you outshines the rose.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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