Cartography

i asked to see 

through your eyes,

faint silver lines 

where the heart 

had been stretched taunt.

.

yet i looked away

too bruised 

to hold the world, 

like you hold 

the compass

that traces the path 

of my evolution in love.

.

and still i chase

the very air that fills me.

i am not merely clay

and we are not the vessel –

but the sea.

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2017
Photo: Map Portrait by Ed Fairburn

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