renato mascardo Poems

like a ghirardelli midnight reverie
when our senses meet
you leave me with a proper pain of taste
the ephemera of sweet replaced
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together but not
hand in hand
you and i watched
between us
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clear and
colorless this
distillate of feelings
locked in a lacrimal phial i
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it reaches out in the beginning
before it recedes
this added dimension that intrudes
for the story grips
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nearing
midnight the distractions of the day
slowly recede replaced by a silence dinning
in my ear of your absence a phantom limb
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i could have phoned i know but i did not
i could have skyped or texted but decided not
instead these lines in my slanting cursive
halter the skelter of this headlong day and
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grief is such a private moment
an intimacy of one
each loss is so unique
to try to console the other is to intrude
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Romance
to you my friend is
a succession
of disappointed expectations
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solitaire dinner set

a single napkin ring
a candle lit
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you have to understand
you really have to ken
each time i touch your mind
you are grasping mine
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