A kiss from the abyss
is worth a thousand words.
A tender embrace of the face
is a priceless, intimate gesture.
Both a desirous caress of the soul,
two inner secrets of the same warm heart.
When affection is ignited
impassioned sparks fly into the night,
lingering to a brand new day
bathed in sunlit sweat so intense,
on Summer days of noon,
to the stars of a midnight masterpiece.
You are my reality
in a chaotic world of Hell’s fire
Touch me with your brilliance,
illuminate me with your vibrance of heart,
until my eyes close to dream,
to awaken in your arms losing my breath,
as you breathe life into my dead soul,
awake from this star filled canvas I never will.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2021