Romeo Della Valle (Ageless / Dominican Republic)
She Wants to Come Back
Here it is-the past coming back
Trying to repossess all my life again
From day to day each piece reclaiming
The building blocks of my life
And with that, the desire for prosperity
Nurtured in the long intervals
between maturity and
The absences before death...
Love songs fly forward at me
Lush on winged melodies
Splashing a distilling night
With the wine of afterlife
And orbs of countless sunsets counting on
Seize from my eyes the ebbing dawn
Whose un-shed tears
Lap mutely on the shore...
With the unique part voided out,
My identity, too, has been crossed out
No name or family is here exposed
Beating down the doors of love
With false sentiment-
the hunted are we
Who flee from the war
To believe in the real thing....
Romeo Della Valle
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New York City
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