I Gave You My Soul

I gave you my soul

Naked and vulnerable

What was I thinking?

All I wanted was your love

And you crushed me to pieces.

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Love is what’s sacred

Yet you treat it like folly

And who’s is the victim,

Me…the one you claim to love

The object of your hatred.

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Maybe I’m the fool

Gullible, the stupid one

Believing in love

Like Shakespeare’s starstruck lovers

And I’m Romeo

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Suspicion (Acrostic)

Scent of musk

Undulating in my nostrils,

Somehow I know it’s not mine.

Pretend that you have been faithful,

Infidelity is so unbecoming on you.

Cautious smiles flirt across your face.

I know that you know that I know the truth;

Only denial seems much less painful.

Now for the encore.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

O’ Calloused Heart (Sonnet)

O calloused heart, how for art thou still beating,

Glances cast at thee thou hath repelled.

Taking flight at thy masters pleading,

How couldst thee in good conscience foretell.

Thou art more beautiful than the rose,

Tho thy thorns art no less deadly.

No more couldst I offer to thee my betrothed,

Than to be forthright of mind and steady.

Nay–this was not enough,

Thy blood and soul hast proved tainted.

Coarse is thine heart when passions in the rough,

Dante’s tragedy to my core hath been painted.

Were thou only more gentle of spirit, more tender and kind,

In my true love thou wouldst bath and no truer love wouldst thou find.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Digression

Sunlight stings my eyes

Previously sealed by pain

Digressions forfeit

This badge worn for mortal sin

I’m but the latest felon

What feeds man’s deceit

Is it character’s weakness

Or evil’s prodding

A mystery eternal

Just as it has always been

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Speckled With The Blood Of Lies

Speckled with the blood of lies,

Blindly consumed by your feigned sincerity.

You said you loved me,

Sealing it with a tender kiss,

Only to pierce my lip with your fangs.

The trickle,

Wet and metallic,

Oxidizing on my tongue

Nauseates me to the core.

Sickening,

Sweet,

Irony,

Descriptively you.

Pledging passion and fidelity

Then pillaging my love,

Disemboweling my trust,

Leaving a heartbroken corpse.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Are You Really?

Often said,

Seldom meant.

A hair trigger response,

Blanketing indiscretions small and large,

Nearly meaningless,

Just another five letter word,

‘Til trapped in your web of lies.

Only then is it given weight,

Not because you mean it,

But because you’ve been caught!

…Sorry.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~