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Frank Cotolo Mar 2016
It is summer
when you enter a room
and flowers blossom
wherever you sit
Frank Cotolo Mar 2016
Such a pretty face
in a world of grimaced cheeks
with lips that speak
the language of kisses
Frank Cotolo Mar 2016
Your broken English
is a prayer if you
whisper it in my ear
and say you want me
anyway
all ways
in ways no words can describe
Frank Cotolo Mar 2016
How lonely is the sea of darkness
that bleeds black over
endless space

If I were the sky
I would keep my eyes opened
when the clouds disappear with the sun

Then over this planet
covered in shadows
I would watch for the dawn

the jewel of night

the dazzling bright

the source of promise

the reflection of hope

that one star, the only star

you
Frank Cotolo Mar 2016
There's never the one that got away
Because no one truly gets away
with anything
Frank Cotolo Mar 2016
It's deep
it goes deep
and sometimes
it feels it won't stop
deepening

So where does it end?
Frank Cotolo Apr 2014
She’s a touch away, generations behind
An enigma wrapped in mascara,
Cleopatra in mittens, Desdemona defined
With the sweet scent of Scarlett O’Hara

She strums some strings in tender tune
With a melody’s voice so gently
I crave to believe as I howl at the moon
When she sang of her love she meant me

My cartoon brain scribbles scenes in panels
Bubbled words floating over my head
While asleep she poses, dreaming in flannels
On a phantasmagorical bed

Longing to adore being desperately charmed
My impossible dream is eternally armed.
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