Liberatore Suffoletta

Rookie - 8 Points (July 2,1948 / Pettorano Sul Gizio, L'Aquila, Abruzzi, Italy)

Modern Love Ciii - Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair
I want your eyes to see mine,
to whisper my desires in your ear
to massage your shoulders from behind
to kiss your naked back and free
the salmons spawning in your thighs
I wish to enter the pink doorway to your soul
And write the words “I love you” as the
Wind begins to stir the dreams of your breasts
As the butterflies in your heart flutter
And create the dew which my tongue caresses
Yet, you are so far off, even for another day, because -
because - I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I am waiting for you, in an empty room,
and my dreams are off somewhere else, asleep.
Little drops of anguish will all run together
looking for a home into me, choking my lost heart
Without you….
I'll wander my labyrinth in the garden
of the forking paths, asking,
Have you left me here, dying?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, December 28, 2009

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