words by dominic riccitello

i laugh until i cry
and i speak in tongues
so you won’t realize
it’s about you
and i speak in tongues
so you won’t realize
it was your song
in the car
on that tuesday
when the world stopped
and we were spinning
in a slow motion car
where your words
seemed to grasp
my edges in ways
like deep voices
seemed to concentrate 
on echoes in the wind
and i said your name
in your ear
whispers in mirrors
ideas we spoke of
in twined arms
heavy love
we broke ice with cancer
and children
conversations over dinner
in dim lit restaraunts
near hilltops i still reminisce on
and i’m not sure
if it was you
or us
or nostalgia sets in
but your arms
seem to feel like bliss
and heaven
soft emotions
i still seem to feel
your eyes on my skin