Category Archives: Poetry

You are a goddess of the world, in my head all of the time. Kisses hot as summer’s heat, yet tender as the rose of spring Caress me to sleep at night wake me in he morning of passion Gently rock my world so erotic, yet as an angel you touch my heart. . .Continue reading ““Essence Of You””

No matter the odds, no matter the pain, I will fight for you. No matter the sacrifice,  no matter the indignity,  I will fight for you. Just as long as there is a sun in the noonday horizon, just as long as there are stars in the midnight sky, I will fight for you. IContinue reading ““I Will Fight For You””

So this death. no more living breaths, no more memories or life saving chivalries. Just a lament in the torment, of the darkness, no more of life’s harshness. Are we really worthy of such a journey, ending one existence, with great persistence leading us to believe, we are so damn naïve. Timothy Michael DiVito c2019

As the rose rises to the sun, you enable me, to rise on love again. Our day has just begun, as the fire in the sky engulfs us. So sensual shadows may fade. We do not, we love until time has forgot. Until amorous love, can be made. Timothy Michael DiVito c2019

Accept me for the truth of my spirit, not the supposed gold in my pockets. Journeying forth with a clear, precise mind, let be time of sorrowful existence. You need not shine like a brilliant diamond for me to embrace your eternal worth. For I shall wander in the fires of hell, to rescue yourContinue reading ““Sacrifice of Self””

I see in you what used to be in me, an optimism toward the world. In my tarnished soul chards of glass are imbedded, by the haste of ignorance. My eyes have seen the night burn to ashes one too many times. And what was left was a burned out shell, of what could haveContinue reading ““A Reflection Of Life””

Holding your hand is one thing  holding your heart is another.  I will hold you so tightly. never let you go,  even the most violent storm  could not tear me away from you.  You are my life’s breath,   You give it to me so naturally   So I can survive in your world.  Just hold meContinue reading ““Just To Be Held””

I taste your breast, the roses so tender, erect to the night, searching valleys peaks so erotic, flesh upon flesh soul upon soul. As in days of old we share a bliss so kindred, even the gods could not steal. what we two ache in our hearts. . . .love. . . Timothy Michael DiVitoContinue reading ““The Kindred””

The gray trees of my memories  seem to fly by, without regrets to my debts.  They just set me free so I can be me,  on dreary days of gray. I’ll live life my way. Moonlights are a blur  as I speed by humanity,  not knowing what will occur  on this journey to insanity,  inContinue reading ““Memories Through The Gray Trees””

I watched you die so long ago, eyes glistening with the sweet sweat of summer. I held out my hand in friendship, you responded with disdain as you withered upon a bed of discontent, saying good-bye with but one last glance. The final communique of your soul. Now in the winter of my life IContinue reading ““Lingering Memories””