A Sensual Kiss

A sensual kiss

The feathery touch of love

On a lover’s hand

Cares evaporate in fire

‘Til there’s nothing left but bliss

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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 ~~

Ageless and Timeless My Love Art Thee (Sonnet)

Ageless and timeless my love art thee,

Perfection alive in human form.

Til the day my last breath I do finally breathe,

I vow to protect thee storm.

 

This promise I made to thee so long ago,

To this day I have ne’er forgotten.

Before God in Heaven on knee I did show,

Thanks for the path I’ve long trodden.

 

Honor me now to be thine til the end,

I ask with a heart that is true.

My feelings for thee shalt not break nor will bend,

Til death when we bid fond adieu.

 

Know that each day I cherish this gift, spent with my hand in your hand.

I take not for granted on retribution swift, my love to an island you strand.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

We Drive in Silence

We drive in silence

I behind the wheel…focused

Her my passenger

Nothing needs said as we go

We just hold hands and smile

The years have joined us

Love expressed in the wordless

Ever commonplace

It is not that we don’t speak

But that our hearts beat as one

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lover’s Broken Heart

Lover’s broken heart

What thrives in the aftermath

But bitterness…hate

Weeds choke off one’s passion

Leaving nothing but wasteland

In trepidation

Pain foments until putrid

Romance the victim

With trust shattered like blown glass

The wounds bleed until bled out

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Calloused Heart (Sonnet)

Calloused heart, fear not my advances please,

Harm, no harm shalt ever I impart.

Wouldst I have journeyed o’er these seven seas,

Courting thee in earnest right from the start.

 

My solemn promise to thee I offer, lest I die,

Taking thy hand within mine.

A chance I do ask that you givest love a try,

Lest I return to the seas and her watery brine.

 

Thou hast been injured, I knowest this for sure,

Sympathies assuredly do I give.

Purest of love doth I prescribe as the cure,

I swearest for as long as I live.

 

Never shalt this heart ever part they fragile side, this I do promise to thee.

Affection do I pledge and swearth not to hide, devoted to thee for eternity.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Why Do I Love Thee

Why do I love thee, seems a foolish thing to say,

Perhaps it is all the little things you do most every day.

A tender smile, a loving glance that lets me know you care,

The giggle of a schoolgirl, the way you twirl your hair.

 

Maybe it’s the caring heart revealed when I was ill,

Giving without hesitation though you likely had your fill.

All these things no one would notice in their daily grind,

But I, yes I alone do notice they are etched into my mind.

 

All of these are things I see and with aging ears do hear,

Though it’s surely something deeper that brings this man to tears.

Something from the deepest recesses making two one whole,

Touching every fiber of being down to my mortal soul.

 

It’s something that I cannot see or put in simple words,

Futile it would be to even try sounding most absurd.

So why is it that I love thee, still a foolish thing to say,

It’s everything about you that that I never could betray.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~