deeper than words

on a cloudless night,
surrounded by darkness,
the smell of cedar
lingered in the brisk air;
the only trace
of a flame that,
hours earlier,
burned so bright.
—
through the motions of life
forgetting what the night sky
really looks like.
obscured,
is the beauty
hidden in plain sight
by the bright lights
and growing distractions
that the city
so effortlessly provides.
—
the light show
of planets and stars
was just spectacular.
the heavens always intrigued him,
perhaps,
the only real constant
through the passage of time.
those very same stars,
admired by those
who stood before us.
—
the beauty,
in plain sight,
not able to be hidden.

il tuo odore,
la tua pelle,
il tuo calore.
—
tutto di te’,
un invito irresistibile
che non so ignorare.

a game of patience,
a deep breath,
another card added.
—
a moment of pause,
scheming on the next move.
that benign pause,
was long enough to watch it fall down.

il tuo essere
che mi fa
insaziabile.

running away,
or towards,
from what we fear.

the mystery
of what could have been,
forging each step,
leading me back to you.

romanticizing unconditional,
all until,
it’s our turn to be.

thoughts of you,
a constant
that won’t subside.

in the quest of quieting this voice
often requires taking a step back,
perhaps, even slowing things down.
the required remedy
leading to the deepest of love.

days pass,
within a blink of an eye.
still on the same quest,
the purpose ever so resolute.
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bypassing the superficial,
showing that the first reaction,
is a mere distraction
to what is deeper still.
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what once felt like chaos,
now within the forced gaps
allowing time to make
sense of it all.