“Life’s Reprisal”

It has long since gone, the sun that shined so bright. In the sky above, our souls circle the earth. A star that breathed life, into all that is alive on this earth. Once your eyes closed, the world as I knew it ended then. Now a cold Winter’s touch, lives in my once fiery

“RAINBOW”

Not necessarily with a pot of gold at its metaphorical end, yet its colors are of a natural kaleidoscope. We as humans are colorful lo and behold, why can’t we be friends, instead of love hanging at the end of a rope. We say we are a part of humanity, but when are beaten down,

“COMMENCEMENT”

Tastes of life’s pleasures, tastes of life’s bitterness. Travels in the world over in the mind, travels in the minds of the poor. The path gets weary without compassion the burden gets heavy without a soul. Where are your ears to the cries of man, where are your eyes to the injustice of man. Love

“SPIRIT”

Times like these, bring men to their knees, we vehemently vent, when there is true discontent, when hearts fade to black and depart. What keeps mankind alive to survive, an compassionate embrace, of passionate grace, leading us to true, sincere human trust. True love from the heavens above, it seems to enhance our romantic dreams,

“A Fire In My Heart”

From an ember, to a blaze in the midnight. A friendship, turned into a passionate embrace, from holding hands, to lips entwined in ecstasy. Now there is hope for me, because you have set me free, from the darkest halls of hell, to the wondrous clouds of heaven. This what love is supposed to be,

“God’s Painting”

The pink and blues behind the tree of life, lead me to believe God is real. How else could you explain the painting, we see in the wide wondrous sky of life so true. . . Timothy Michael DiVito c2019

“SHINE”

As golden as the sun of noon my love, with the vibrancy of the midnight moon. I bask in the light of heaven above, you are so young, maybe you shined to soon. Please never lose your illumination, it guides me on a path to destiny. It binds us to the heat of elation, in

“Communique of The Soul”

I greet you with a kiss that shows emotion so intense, an embrace of the heart upon our bed. This was our destiny, something more than maybe, but a definite yes, from my mouth to your ears. Timothy Michael DiVito c2019

“This Thing Called Life”

Walking hand in hand, eye to eye so intense, wondering about the future of our love, the future of the world in general. Will we survive, or will we take a dive, into the deep end of the ocean, broken hearted and alone. Hold me so tight, journeying down a path of dark, tenderly whisper

“Be That As It May”

Times change so fast now, you need not touch to love. A text, a cell phone, social media, seems to be the emotion of choice. Love lasts as long as the batteries, without them we would smother. No embrace just a chill to the bone, no tenderness just push a button. Humanity is that of