Dominic Riccitello
Words by Dominic Riccitello | Writer & Modern Poet

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Mar 7, 2016
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ringing my name he calls with a dying need of his own correction he worked under a deep demise  i wondered if things were kept if we were meant  to play in death and there goes a shoe wondering how far he’d run if he’d …
Mar 6, 2016
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i long dark corners at night whims in a bind the moon i dance how grass was viridescent life was shades of pink purples and divine his eyes turn with the glossy moon to pictures of you waves in a cry the rapids they pul…
Mar 4, 2016
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The irony is that my poetry is sad when I’m happy and happy when I’m sad.
Mar 3, 2016
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he spoke with dignity beneath i looked with a tight laugh dark eyes circles beneath he drank to succumb my motions were once the actions in which he was he danced with a loveless love lights flashing motions tipping we …
Mar 1, 2016
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bruised with deceit eyes which were once lovely we sit upon glistening atop i loved his ways light of his eyes his shades and truth things you’d imagine from blue but i fumble before his walls creating dark from light w…
Feb 28, 2016
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I believe we meet people who are incredibly right, yet wholeheartedly wrong in every aspect to our wellbeing. We see a person who stands with greatness, an aptitude for infinite possibilities, and we believe our future …
Feb 27, 2016
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i slip on his grasp from the tip of his tongue with words he never meant conversations which seemed endless went from weights to why slow dances under the starlight he dimmed my mind fed me a dark high  we talked of thi…
Feb 26, 2016
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Some people you’re not meant to get over.
Feb 25, 2016
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i float with a tune of you the sky how it blends made you you the warm air salt in your hair it was just the breeze the blow of your door a simple tease a handsome grasp a loving knee which pulls you from the floor betw…
Feb 24, 2016
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we blurred with the ocean a river tide i never knew we sung with fire held our hearts from a deathly demise i knew our lust which held with rust a two tone love with blues which couldn’t seem to follow red red