Reversed Bokeh

your humor, swift Sahara sands 

denuding sharp edges of my walls,

as amber light shifts through the sheers

your love incandescently falls


semi-blind to my external self, 

i aim at continuously scouring the interior.

occassionally borrowing my reversed image

from an oval full-length mirror.


i know your eyes and trust your sight 

to trace my body’s familiar flow,

a gray-scale sinuous thigh and hip

and the illumination of a soul.


you sharpen the foreground lines,

background noise, reverse bokeh,

learning from our tender hands – 

the truth of my skin’s shape.


© M.G. Iannucci 2017

Photo: Blue Nude by Pablo Picasso 

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