The Touch

September 13, 2017

The Touch whispers... in the corridor alone pillars of though brace my gait the thought of illumination permeates my very being how you had fought so hard and fierce the touch awakes my senses in columns of darkened ambers there is silence in the room coffee we talked about better days gone by on how things used to be in the midnight hour you were there without a care to delve into the inner plight of the soul left behind an Autumn embrace of thought hands, face & feet a challenge to be free is a quest of time sublime romantic interlude as we pass in the hall lips flutter through the intense fashion we each must create are own reality the door opens and I'm no more

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Mario Vitale has written well over 1,000 poems toward his platform in creative writing. His main ambition is to receive a poetry contract. He looks up to present poets John Ashbery & Major Jackson for their contribution to the arts. Vitale studied theatre at Central Connecticut State university in New Britain, Ct. Presently you will see Vitale's poems on the world wide web such sites as Wrterscafe, Neopoet, Starlitecafe, Poetrysoup & Allpoetry.com He appears in anthology's, magazine articles and editor choice award for poetry. Facebook has been an outlet for Mario Vitale in connecting to family & friends.

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