words by dominic riccitello

if words were enough
i’d have you running
at the tips of my fingers
caressing spines in relativity
but i feel you in the dipper
where gravity ceases to exist
we’re twirling in circles
in directions we only ever missed
i kissed you in night
in screams of our memories
two hands against sheets
in pinot filled light
under your essence
innocent lies skipped on twenty-two
might of a man you could die against
you touch because you love
you fall because auras connect
we’re dancing in space without a rhythm
two left feet and a mind of him
   
unrequited love withers
the saddest day
is when their voice fades