It Speaks In Tongues

It speaks in tongues,

Jagged and cruel to the ear.

 

It gnaws at human flesh, my flesh

Carnivorous and cannibalistic,

Leaving scars deep within.

 

These scars, the blood I let is unseen,

Yet the tears are real,

Signs of the pain I’ve embraced

As a lover to his love.

 

O’ the excuses I’ve made

While revelling in my torment.

I’ve chosen not to go on,

To anchor my future to the misery of the past.

You would not have wanted this, I know,

But weakness and loss are all that I have left.

I understand them,

I take comfort in their constancy

Though they devastate my soul.

 

To love again would be far more than I could bear,

To smile at the new day would dilute me,

Partaking of joy in the joy of another would sacrifice me!

I am unworthy of romance, of passion

With a heart melancholy and corrupted..

 

Of this I am certain,

Fate whether by God or my own hand

Will haunt me until the day that I die.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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50 Word Story: Lovers Dance

Her ruby red lips speak volumes in their silence, parted and warm to the taste.  Nothing more in the throes of passion do I need to be fulfilled as skin glistens upon skin.

Natural and beautiful, this lovers dance enshrined in antiquity shall spin on until the end of time.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

She Sees What I Can’t

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She sees what I can’t

Knowing what I only sensed

My life’s destiny

Revealed by a mystics eye

An intuitive minds lens

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Speak To Me (Sonnet)

Speak to me, whisper the tenderest of words

My ears and heart art open to thy love

There is nothing more that needest be heard

This I do vow before God up above

 

My love, dearest love, thou art more precious than gold

Thy love and life cherished above my own

This I do promise from thy youth to age old

I’ll strive my whole life to have shown

 

In the stars it was written before time began

Two souls were destined to be one

Our walk through eternity wouldst be hand-in-hand

From dawn until life’s setting sun

 

I promise to thee my undying love, with God as my witness on high

Sweet and as pure as the snow white dove, committed to thee ‘til I die

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

I Ache For You

I ache for you,

Nerve endings strain against the skin that represses them.

Agony and ecstasy bound into one vessel

Waiting to draw you close and ravage you.

This–a torture worse than a thousand deaths

I would not trade.

Nay–the devil may try to lead this soul astray,

But he will surely fail.

You, my beloved, are all that this unworthy beast desires.

The scent of your hair,

The softness of your silky skin

Caressed under my calloused hands,

Your love, though I am flawed and fragile

Is all that I desire.

I offer my heart, soul, blood and bone to you,

No conditions, free for your taking.

What more can I give than my life

Which was yours from conception.

You are my destiny, my love, my life,

The one that I live for

…And the one I would gladly die for.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

In Sorrows Midst With Tears I Prayed (Sonnet)

In sorrows midst with tears I prayed

That you would return to offer your love.

A stubborn man, I’m a fool they say

To believe that my needs would be held above..

 

With independent mind, this could never be

How arrogant I was to consider it true.

I wanted to believe what I could not see

Though you never misled, I misconstrued.

 

Not once was my intention to hold you back

From fulfilling your dreams or destiny.

It saddens me that I turned your heart to black

By denying you all that you hoped you would be.

 

Patience and love are what should have been given, but to this I was utterly blind.

These are the virtues that too late I’m living, in hopes that you’ll witness if so inclined.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~