words by dominic riccitello

to be a vision
to be immense
i slide with you
until our end
or within time
i belong
in sentences
in paragraphs
in detailed motions
with a pen and paper
describing blends
temptations
men in question
i extend thought
do you accept it?

we burn in our desire
feigning between
resistance and emotion
touch and inability
you make memory in curiosity
learning to lean into
details of conversation
words at the tip of your tongue
to speak with hesitation
frank in question

i look for reflections
not to find but to feel a sense of
warmth in longing
security
familiar faces in hues of amber bulbs
windows fog
the rain melts
drops fall
the creek of the night
how desire always felt left from right

words by dominic riccitello