Carissime

As I look up to you smiling down to me
hair prickles my neck. Squeezing my chest
to restrain my leaping heart —
icy sweat chills yet thrills me; and you —

the nerve of you — tossing back your head
laughing that joyful, sexy, haughty laugh that’s
echoing up the ivy walls, beyond tiled rooftops
to our farthest star.

Soaring astronauts hear the music of cosmic
spheres — but what is that compared to
this loving symphony I’m hearing as you, bowing,
toss rose petals with lusty kisses to me.

Mozart is taken aback, nay, jealous even,
of this joyful music our love composes.
So, Carissime, if I be the strings and
you our bow — play on, play on.

Baci
Giacomo

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About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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