Veiled

i cloak my tender longing 

in the guise 

of fierce independence.

wrapping bravado

about my shoulders,

like a shawl clasped tight

against the gusts of my yearning.

yet the dew of sentimentality

seeps through my stoic stature,

bending me toward 

the velvet melody of your voice.

.

Photo: Blood Root leaf and bud from my herb garden

© M.G. Iannucci 2017

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