Liberatore Suffoletta

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

Modern Love Xxxi (Words Are Enemies) - Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

I see you, you exist,
we continue to be friendly
We are happy to recognize,
greet, touch, kiss
one another in some garden, a café,
in our modern sunfilled homes
Yet, our salutations, the smiles
untasted passions
sweet nectar of peaches
are acts taking place
in a waiting station
for you, for me,
of one history
or another…
we agree to love
make love, sweetly
giving birth
to unborn children
in a vortex of mad desire
where flowering manhood
blossoms in a valley
of endless waterfalls

within us
the words
are enemies
to this world,
the world
all our unborn children

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009

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