words by dominic riccitello

belvedere on the mantle 
two legs flowing insane against the fire
our loss of innocence
i entangle you in thoughts of blue
a dark grey afternoon under the desire of what was
i heard you in night calling forth for pain in our shadows
a couch of sin where i touched your lips
rage against the shallow
touch your knees to feel the gravel in your heart
love within a moment but our moment was frozen
in the eyes i see cherries
blood like a heathen 
raging in thought 
to die is to cost our hearts
yet i fell in love with a darkness
a wade for truth
winds in your rapids 
holding on to you
where it was ever so wrong
the waters running
i feel you
it feels nothing