Dominic Riccitello
Words by Dominic Riccitello | Writer & Modern Poet

Poetry and quote image archive.

Automatically generated poetry and quote pages with real black typewriter image files and readable text for search.
Oct 20, 2023
 poem image

I rhyme without reason because I like the feeling of temporary meaning.
Oct 19, 2023
 poem image

he had the power to create a feeling so delicate a flower truthful, elegant beauty for eternity
Oct 18, 2023
 poem image

i dive between your lips how i love to feel melancholy bliss words seem to exist between short breaths i gasp forth for dances in forests between rocks and saltwater we revel in a deepened madness one which was casually…
Oct 17, 2023
 poem image

i tango between thoughts your head against the board curls towards the ceiling tips of my fingers i tread through your edges i blend to take and i rip to feel the numbness has a way i ravage the leaves of your heart the…
Oct 14, 2023
 poem image

My desire is to be the imaginary exception.
Oct 13, 2023
 poem image

we were burning on fumes of our night twirling under a somber street light you seem to echo like vibrations of the foundation of our limitations languor pulls, words transcend we’re spinning in circles calling for cessa…
Oct 12, 2023
 poem image

I fall in love with pages. I fall in love with details. I even fell in love with the way you stand. We become stuck in memories because sometimes that moment is intense enough to pause you.
Oct 11, 2023
 poem image

i slip between  cracks of the bed holes between boards which never end i’m bowing to ideas i used to call forth for we contextualize in dark summer nights the knots of our fingers i’m bound by words we said dim of shado…
Oct 10, 2023
 poem image

i blend into you our murky water blurring lines to fill within you i dance in a darkness voiding our curse to burn blues i break to be with you sleeping on bumps in other places to think about you i write in tendencies …
Oct 9, 2023
 poem image

burning on fumes of your night a desolation which feels quite nice in broken hotel sheets i can still taste your lips the transitions between our words we move in a darkened sensuality and i’m begging with fists to grip…