In the Night
I wake to your reassuring touch.
Behold your beloved face.
Your presence is powerful.
Reassuring.
Intoxicating.
My soul sought yours
and you appeared.
(for Gino)
Marsha Salerno
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- Stimulation
- Overgrowth
- Barked Shin
- Herald of Summer
- Short Rest
- Lonely Stand of Trees
- Tidal Wave
- Modern Life
- Stillness Interrupted
- Sorrowful
- Mourning Dove
- Child
- An Elegant Terror
- Burrowed—
- The Twilight of My Mind
- Bright Day
- Loss
- Autumn Angst
- The Moon on the Prairie
- Long Life (For My Grandfather)
- Weather for Conversation
- River Bank
- Broken Heart
- Your Words Have Brought Me Peace
- Cottonwood Leaf
- Friend
- Women Work in the Cabbage Field
- Haitian Image
- The Tree in my Window
- Love Poem for Gino
- Father’s Love
- Searching for Contentment
- Is it the Gift?
- Live for Us
- Stalking the Poem
- The Beach Beckons Me
- Save Thyself
- Vision
- Bleak
- A Very Strong Emotion
- Brain Specimen
- Proposal
- Plaza Restaurant
- Opposites
- I Can Not Sleep
- Path Defined
- Time Wears a Disguise
- Duty
- Reassurance
- Puddle Prints
- Plain Black Bird
- Paralyzed
- Miscarriage
- Death in May
- Distorted Vision
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- Tragic Flaw
- Secrets
- In the Night
- Adoration
- Drowsy Gift
- Robin in Blue
- Life is Hard.
- Once I Didn't Understand
- Romance
- Cuñado
- Realization
- The Carpet
- Piano Lesson
- Overheard Telephone Conversation
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