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 ~~
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Committed
By D. R. DiFrancesco
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Your tired eyes look skyward
Begging for comfort without so much as a word
I reach out to you
Cradling you in an embrace born of affection
Expecting nothing in return
Your head resting on my chest
Can you feel my heart beat to your touch
Like a metronome keeping rhythm with your own
Exchanging words without speaking
I can hear your sadness and sense your pain
What can I do to relieve your tortured soul
Provide for you
Offer understanding without judgement
Reassure your lingering doubts
Hold tightly to your trembling hands
I will wade with you through the melancholy tide
You will not be left alone to drown
I am here to keep you afloat when you cannot swim
Don’t be afraid my love
For I will never leave your side
My commitment is eternal
To Her With Love
By D. R. DiFrancesco
Do not look me in the eyes my love,
For my intentions are seldom pure as a dove.
In constant labor to prove my worth are I,
Lest I fall from your grace wither and die.
With a gentle stoke of my cheek you reassure me,
That I am all you ever hoped that I could be.
Still I fret that my offering is not enough,
Insecurity has aged me wrinkled rough.
Yet you look upon me as if youthful and spry,
With a devil-may-care twinkle in your eyes.
And that come hither smile you so oft display,
Leaves me breathless as always in night or day.
Unworthy am I to be held in esteem,
Yet with each day I awake to find this isn’t a dream.
Should this not be what love is about,
I ponder and pray that it’s never in doubt.
Maybe, my love, in all the world you’re unique,
To have fallen for this fool with all others you could seek.
If this somehow by irony be true,
No one else could I have cherished any more than you.
The Sculptor
By D. R. DiFrancesco
You found me,
Strewn amongst your clay,
Shapeless, crying for form,
Undefined by nature,
A blank slate with which to create.
You knead me,
With water and warmth you gave me substance,
You carved and cut with a gentle artists touch,
Careful not to go too deep,
I might bleed.
You cared for me,
Soothing my jaggedness,
With your compassionate caress,
You soften my rough edges,
Leaving me smooth and cultivated.
You loved me,
Being sure to hold me close,
So that I would never shatter,
My sculpture complete,
You’ve polished my hardened exterior.
My love for you,
Embodied in the kindness of your spirit,
You have made me whole,
The shape and form of who I hoped to be,
Under the hallowed hands of a sculptor.
For the Love of Money (A Poem)
Do we know what heavens lie
Beyond those which we create for ourselves
Toiling to caress all that mortal wealth can acquire
Pushing aside that which is more precious.
Forage on with meaningless tasks if you must
Avoiding those to be held so dear
Putting distance between you and your loving child
For fortune and fame so fleeting.
You treasure that which lasts so briefly
Misguided steps divert your moral path
Placing that which is corporeal above what is sacred
Leaving family and friendships to suffer and drown.
Set opulence and copiousness in their proper place
Share abundance with those living in stark scarcity
Rekindle your union to spouse and child
For nothing in this world can be taken with you.
Loves Transformation
By D. DiFrancesco
Fires burn,
They start out white hot
Then cool to a shimmering blue.
It’s not that the flame has diminished
The passion still glows, but its appearance changes with time.
We find comfort in one another, by being in each other’s presence.
A look,
Says more than words ever could.
Nothing can be said that you haven’t already heard.
Love, anger, sadness, all my feelings expressed in a glance
Sometimes I think you know me better than I know myself.
Maybe you do after all these years.
A caress,
Something tender and sweet
Your warmth, skin against skin, your beauty
Isn’t it fascinating how each of life’s seasons seems frozen in time?
My vision of you, still a twenty-something
So precious to me because of the spirit that is you.
Our lives,
The bond we share through adulation
Through friendship, endearment, and adoration
We have become one.
That nothing in heaven or earth can decimate.
My best friend, mate, and truelove for all eternity.
Dom DiFrancesco 