Between the muted walls Of my small space I call my own, I displaced all my belongings And changed the picture of my home To resemble the now colored World…

Like an artist’s palette: Green, Yellow, Red and Sky’s Blue, All those magical colors, Each playing an important role In my everyday mood, Right here in New York !

Even the shiny reflection of copper, Touches my inner self, When totally secluded in my fortress While awaiting patiently and motionless For the arrival of the Fall!

Romeo Della Valle (c) All rights reserved-2011 New York City

Long before I came Into your battered life Your heart was Already broken!

I did not cause the wounds But I tried to mend them With real love and compassion And even going out my ways To make you happy!

Now, you come to me With so many demands And silly expectations Like I have to be accountable For your past misjudgment That led you to a poor choice Before I arrived!

I have come to you, plainly, As I really am, honest And a caring human being Filled with tender feelings And understanding For your past mistakes Without promising you A rose garden or Impossible things!

I did for you All what I could: I tried to put All the pieces together That were scattered Everywhere even In unknown places!

I wiped out your tears, Gave you confidence And restored your smile Back to your weary face As I sadly found you When the Sun and Moon Were absent in your Shadowed world! Now, the question remains: Am I to be blamed?

Romeo Della Valle © All rights reserved-2014

New York City

Illuminate my soul As the Sun greets the sky In the morning and closes the night with a thousand kisses That seals each breast It unfolds within The arms of love!

Peacefully,the clouds paint a name, yours, Pale like a signature, First written over a plain White horizon-becoming The fresh hand that Reveals the promise taken At heart’s command!

Through the silence- A voice lingers in my mind, Singing, calling out words Invested in infinity- Calling your name aloud With no response!

Now, my life transcends Like a shooting star While my hope to find you Is fading through time when I am still, desperately Looking for your soul In the middle of nowhere!

Romeo Della Valle (c) All rights reserved-2014 New York City Image from www.artsbc2.com