Dominic Riccitello
Jul 1, 2017

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i atone to the way you left it in the dark void of our truth a man turned monster dancing with wolves of his past i rake the leaves you left thieves in our garden jumping from stones throwing rocks in our meadows i take the fall with frogs singing in the background we twirl beneath the trees fulfilling our shadows with a darkness the devil sways in the night a tango delight with a dash of handsome i held the hands of satan grasping for a haven a disguise in night the dark twists my neck yet it feels like heaven again dancing with masochism