TwoDay

TwoDay

A Poem by Antonio Valentino

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Two Day

 

 

 

 

 

A day without you

are just minutes

that are homeless.

 

Or a sun that paints

darkness

on trees in the windfalls,

swaying with season

for not any reason,

but reaching up high

to scratch eyes,

out of heaven.

 

What is duration,

but allotment of interval

this time, it goes on,

without nod nor permission,

ungracious

in its arrogance

benevolent like moment,

it steals our allowance

of while and rapture.

 

The beginning, a threshold

that drank from the outcome

the swift of the swallows

this maiden conception,

a shrill made of silence

that leapt from the inkling,

sirens seductress

of supple coition.

 

My words are the breaths

that I take when your absent

the blood is a river

that flows from our past.

 

Your touch is the aura

that lightens the blindness

within every memory,

my shadow has cast.

 

I hope that one day I can

stop writing wishes and finally,

live in a love poem with you.

 

Whenever I leave you

my heart it starts dying,

today I saw heaven,

inside of your eyes.

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Antonio Valentino


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d****t i hate it when they do that to you...but o' the blissful nirvana of it all...shining new and shimmering like a farway oasis

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is so beautiful.
I'd have to say that my favorite part was
"A day without you
are just minutes
that are homeless."
There's just something so genuine and profound about that.
It struck me.
Amazing write.
-Elissa :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Or a sun that paints

darkness

It is in this darkness we search for light, and grasp that which illuminates our souls.. Love.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh such sadness and passion weaved amidst reality and the plight of living IN love.. vivid and moving.. TIMELESS! The whole writing conveys one of high yearning.. a heart beating through each line.. enraptured with the NEED of presence. Your words:

I hope that one day I can
stop writing wishes and finally,
live in a love poem with you.

Could there be anything more sweet in life than such yearnings??? Very romantic and full of life.. loved the essence and flow.. so real to sooo many! Beautiful work.. may your love poem come true!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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