Dedication Fallen to Deaf Ears

**I've been asked to post some of the poems I have read at several open mics. It's a bit of something different. Any comments, feedback, etc. of any posts on this blog is appreciated. Enjoy! ~D**

I wanted to dedicate a poem to you
I wanted to be reminded of the reason
I once smiled.
I wanted to reminisce in these words
of long nights on the phone,
the sweet silence only interrupted
by the sound of your soft moans.
I wanted to recall a time
when the world was falling apart around me
but somehow, just loving you
held everything in place.

I wanted to dedicate a poem to you.
Remind you of cool Sunday mornings in Octover
images of our bodies meeting for the first time
conjured up in each line.
I wanted to feel,
as the pen touched the page,
your fingertips as they traced lines
from my lips, to my navel, down to my thighs...
Have you remember icy February nights,
your body pressing my back down
on cold bathroom tiles,
legs wrapped around your waist,
the drop of the faucet
setting the pace
of the movement of our hips.

I wanted to dedicate a poem to you
because this, and every piece before it
was inspired by you.
Because it is through these words that
I found reason to love life
reason to look forward to another day,
a way to escape from the reality I lived in
and into your arms
even though you were miles away.
Because you encouraged me
to rekindle the passion I once had
for the words that suddenly stopped flowing
from my mind to the page.

And yet, for every sweet word I wish to say
I am simply reminded of the reason
this is the first time
I've been able to write in years.
As my world fall apart,
you were no longer there
to hold it together.
I was faced with the reality
that Sunday mornings ran into Sunday nights
when you grew cold and distant.
February night are simply cold
with the lack of your presence,
and the constant drip,
simply echoed into empty space.

I wanted to dedicate a poem to you...
because for a moment,
with allr eason out the door,
I felt that light burn inside me,
the one only you can ignite.
But in this dim lit room,
amongst the crowd,
the one person I wanted to see
is the one who is not here tonight.

©R.Bello 12/3/08