Snuggled Tightly Poem by Tony Kavuoti

As I start walking out of my apartment and into the mist, I keep seeing her in my mind’s eye, hearing her in my soul’s ears, you are a Roman, you are Gladiator, you can deal with what will be coming your way. You give to others very generously, you reflect them, love them, healed them, reconnect them to their truth now it is time for you to get your fire back and embrace all of your truth. You won't be satisfied hiding so generously you have to be you. In the dive bar with her, so worried about so much, so much apprehensions, the rent, the bills, the renewals, all the angles of vulnerability and potential hazards, yet so very possessed by her, enthralled by her, embolden by the look of her, by the smell, by the touch of her, by the spontaneous words of her.


As I go outside into the darkness, the coldness of the dampness of the drizzle penetrates me. This reminds me of the chilly winter raining nights and mornings we snuggled tightly, held each other warmly. Loved each other passionately. Haunted by lovely memories, crowding me, I start running but I can never get far enough.