i find us
interlocked in time
in oasis of memory
between the soundless burn of nicotine

i etch you in tuesdays
for a decade that collapsed
i wade through torn timelines

beyond my knees
the weight of yesteryear
i break into fragments
in voids of memory
a black hole pulling
time warped beneath the bark
of branches i once felt

i stay twirled
in voices
in lightness
your lighter flickers
i said let’s build the fire
yet smoke fractures thought
of us beneath the lights
in streets of tomorrow

i made this
to touch this
to feel this
to bend this

the glue in our bones
marrow in my soul
i remember your touch
the scent
your arms around me

at times
we believe time moves
yet what you fail to see

time moves with you
through memory
beyond fractured nostalgia
i find you
in doorways of my mind
we linger
in fumes of fire
in lost desire
in ashes of sin
your fingers entwined

your face
something
i swore i’d only see again
inside my mind

words by dominic riccitello

4 responses to “40”

  1. This is achingly beautiful, Dominic.

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    1. thank you violet ❤️ ❤️

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