AN IMAGE

Written by Romeo Dellavalle.

Traveling by day and by night
The shadow of a promise made
Daring not to move within sight
Behind and ahead of me, all the same...
Poetry man or private eyes?
Staring like a statue nowhere
As if some other were inside
Beguiling attention elsewhere...
I am an image distorted
By a mirror wrinkled by time
Leaning and yet unsupported
And the walls that crumbled were mine...
You, always in my company
More of an illusion, unseen,
Appears not as reality
But as a suggestive power deems...
There is not such transparency
Pervaded by speculation
Just the range of intimacy
Informs a close introspection...

Romeo Della Valle (c) All rights reserved-2013 New York City