The Spritz of Words


The Spritz of Words

Back you lay

As the camera readies

Already steaming the room

The water bottle appears

And spritz on your body

Almost a pun to the steam

You create with no help

The photographer snaps

You in secret

Away from me

Away from my words and


You stretch and pose

The art becomes real

Your creativity is

the focus

And as the real artist

you take charge

I cannot be without words

For you

for this moment

Or any moment

the way how I touch you

with each word knowingly

The only way you permit

Give me a deep and

sweet sigh of spring,

the sweet and almost

real dream of a love.

It seems true, intense, deep,

it takes your breath away and

the emotion assails you.

As it does mine

Last night I woke up suddenly and

then I couldn't sleep anymore,

maybe I felt you were reading my writing,

Seeing how I create them

It is still dark

And always is

Until I hear from you

Tom Squitieri

Tom Squitieri is a three-time winner each of the Overseas Press Club and White House Correspondents’ Association awards for his work as a war correspondent. He reported from all seven continents, always writing as a voice for the voiceless. His writing and reporting have been published in an array of newspapers and magazines. Tom has taken his love of storytelling to poetry. His poetry has appeared in The Raven’s Perch, No Strings Attached, Style Sonata and The Griffin’s Inkpot.

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