Poetry By Anthony Russomanno


Love is a river flowing toward the sea.

Love is the wind wild restless and free.

Love is the ocean rushing toward the shore.

Love is loving you like no other for evermore.

What can be said love that has not been said.

What words can express this feeling of evermore.

I wish I had the answer so that you might understand.

Love will forever blossom beneath the winter snow.

Waiting for the warm summer sun to set it free.

So love, love me like you have never loved before.

And you love, I'll Love, forever, ever more.