Love Italian Poems

What makes me smile?—For one: the grin of life;
but, too, its touch of giggle grazing on 
my ticklish skin,—Though soon again withdrawn,
yet long lingers in...

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When distanced from source we feel incomplete,
which involuntarily births intent
to be still, being our way to repent,
that thus by surrendering at God’s feet,
invoking grace we...

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intermediate truths will do for now
involving dissolution of ego
staid stillness reveals what mind cannot know
by direct touch, God wisdom does endow
kundalini rises if we allow
whence...

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Drawing in energies in our heart’s core,
the manifest universe disappears,
yet each soul within exists without fears,
having seen this epiphany before.

Poised in the void, ready for...

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When we’re at peace, God’s light engulfs our chest,
on top of our head, He places His hand,
this epiphany dawning on demand,
divine gifts of grace, for...

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“The path appears when we walk upon it ~
That we stumble not, lamp of love is lit”
~ quote by poet


Poised in staid silence where no...

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Elusive, quick, a wisp of spectral smoke,
you, as a twinge that flickers in the eye, 
haunt the corners of sight; you mystify
perception—such the awe you...

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O’ Mother!, take me back at last, receive
—(unclasped arms as vast as mine)—my embrace;
this longing, laughing love, the proof and grace
of my abiding for your...

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Attempt, attempt, attempt, I try, I do,
but find success a frightful,fretful sort 
of creature.—.landing always just so short
for you,—my victories?: far less than few.

From void...

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having aged, we’re no longer in our prime
yet vibrance of our heart remains intact
tweets of love continuing to transact
each moment deemed as the optimal time

heart...

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Though matter may not be destroyed, the form
must be deformed; absolute fluidity
demands—with absolute rigidity—
that bonds made break free from an unstable frame.—

Erratic molecules and particles...

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Love sends a signal (so intangible)
through time removed and space—more faraway
than high heavens, sun, spark of moody day
when Night her might has made immoveable. 

The...

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I woke this morning, lying next to you;
Contemplating your thighs, your breasts, your face,
as you still slept at rest in a dream’s embrace,
my eyes all...

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O’ Pat Pattison, you, my brilliant teacher,
I would shower in praises, had you not
taught me better! for cliches void of thought
are as worthwhile as a...

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Remember, long ago, enrapt of Venus,
in college, brought to meet by chance,
how, falling into that first, most fateful glance
a straightaway spark flirted between us?

And, too,...

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