words by dominic riccitello

i slumber to a beat
the heart i felt
a touch with ease
the incense of my brain
his hands i felt
the warmth i held
i sway with the moon
a dawn kiss
which went too soon
he slips his hands
which caress my back 
the touch of my spine
i transcend to a place
of otherworldly
holding on to things
i thought were lovely
an abusive mind
dark lies
hard cries
a hateful life