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Kiss me like a leaf
Being blessed by morning dew.
Hold me in your gravity
As Jupiter holds its moons.
Crave me, need me, want me,
As a hammer wants for nails.
Hunt me with your passion,
Like a dog chasing its tail.
Sculpt me with caresses;
Be an artist to my clay.
Explore my every facet
Like a guide who knows the way.
Help me pierce the silence
Like a shrill and high pitched scream.
Let me dance inside your head
Like a fondly cherished dream.
Kiss me like a leaf
Being blessed by morning dew.
Oh please, darling, love me
As much as I love you.
– SR Romney 2025
P.S: Salt Lake Speaks was a poetry event I participated in in September 2025. I am posting the poems I read as I may have made minor changes and corrections to the original poem. Original here.
As my memory stills
Lost inside a dream
Moving as fate wills
Down the living stream
As I'm laid to rest
As I fade from view
As life leaves my chest
I will dream of you.
Inside my mind
I find you here
Our ties that bind
Will bring us near
No need to stay
You can be free
Just one more day
Here next to me.
As my memory stills inside my mind.
Lost inside a dream, I find you here.
Moving as fate wills, our ties that bind
Down the living stream, will bring us near.
As I'm laid to rest, no need to stay.
As I fade from view, you can be free.
As life leaves my chest, just one more day
I will dream of you, here next to me.
– SR Romney 2025
P.S: Salt Lake Speaks was a poetry event I participated in in September 2025. I am posting the poems I read as I may have made minor changes and corrections to the original poem. Original here.
I woke to a sea of diamonds
On a dark velvet veil
Their beauty was a sight to behold
Because each glistening diamond
Is a story of passion
A tale just begging to be told
I woke to a sea of diamonds
On a dark velvet veil
Their brilliance was unabating
Because each glistening diamond
Is a beckoning siren
And each song truly captivating
I woke to a sea of diamonds
On a dark velvet veil
Each shimmer, a memory I'll keep
Because each glistening diamond
Is a warm woolen blanket
As I finally drift back to sleep
– SR Romney 2025
P.S: Salt Lake Speaks was a poetry event I participated in in September 2025. I am posting the poems I read as I may have made minor changes and corrections to the original poem. Original here.
My thoughts are enveloped in a sea of beauty.
My eyes fall upon your visage: a true beauty.
As winds inevitably wear away the stone,
Time wears away at life's ethereal beauty.
As a photograph snapshots a moment in time,
My memory encapsulates all your beauty.
At the end, in the final gasp of the dying
We find a melancholic moment of beauty.
In this tempestuous screaming match with my love
I'm burned by a blistering, passionate beauty.
As long as I have strength to continue forward
I will fight endlessly to protect all beauty.
– SR Romney 2025
P.S: Salt Lake Speaks was a poetry event I participated in in September 2025. I am posting the poems I read as I may have made minor changes and corrections to the original poem. Original here.
We all have some thoughts
Desires and dreams we leave
To be decided
But we should not wait too long
Or else time decides for us
– SR Romney 2025
We burn to ash
Like the head of a cigarette
How fast we burn
Depends on how much we breathe in
A deep long drag
Gives a rush that ends too quickly
Taking it slow
Gives calmer, longer enjoyment
With either choice Eventually the flame runs out
– SR Romney 2025
With intent, creation ignites
Blossoming new joyous wonders
All things grow from desires
From miracles to dynasties
With no spark, flames may keep burning
But nothing new lives without us
– SR Romney 2025
Empty mind has been scrubbed clean
Polished to a mirror sheen
Brain so smooth the thoughts slide off
To the inspiration trough
For the lesser brains to eat
Wrinkly, gross; they can't compete.
Vapid thoughts are great for me.
Worries gone, my mind is free!
– SR Romney 2025
It's easy to get
Distracted
From what should matter
Just stare at your phone
On the couch
Fall into the void
Or just close your eyes
And drift off
Floating in your mind
Just anything else
Other than
The things that matter
– SR Romney 2025
Yawning, my eyes drift closed
As I greet the night.
Do nightmares await me?
Or sweet pleasant dreams?
Or will there be nothing
Until I wake up?
No point in wondering;
I'll know tomorrow.
– SR Romney
Shame on The Universe 