It once was a home
Nothing but rubble remains
What are it’s secrets
If only stone and wood talked
Oh…the stories they could tell
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
It once was a home
Nothing but rubble remains
What are it’s secrets
If only stone and wood talked
Oh…the stories they could tell
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
What does not kill us
Makes us stronger so they say
The heart disagrees
Love makes us suffer to grow
Before we are freed
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Storms rage with fury
Devastating destruction
Tearing limb-from-limb
Pain not invoked by nature
But by a tormented soul
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Black molten pavement
Heat waves rising toward heaven
Obscuring vision
A long road trip to nowhere
Destination has no name
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Flowers by the road
White crosses a reminder
Someones tragedy
Anonymous to strangers
Loved by family and friends
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Agony of love
A hearts beat torn asunder
Ripped from breathing chest
Leaving it hollow and cold
Emptied of any passion
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Breath– your lips on mine
Warm and moist against my skin
Every nerve dancing
Calling ecstasy by name
In our love’s coital dance
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
End of day quiet
As sunset breezes relieve
Easing tired mind
The joy of dark solitude
Readies me for a new start
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
In the audience
I watch this worldly play
With tears in my eyes
A tragedy unfolding
WIthout an intermission
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
I grow old waiting
Knowing you will never come
Wasting my short time
Logic tells me to move on
But hope keeps me locked in place
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~