Arouse

my nimble fingers

have gathered shadows

from beneath lotus petal blooms,

casting their dusky remnant

to the scintillating tide.

.

as coyotes mournfully 

howl their trickery 

before the dawn-lit hills,

i part liquid skin

in search of my reflection.

.

cupping her face

with my hands,

i dare to place

 the kiss of life

on my own lips,

.

 accepting

 the beauty there – 

without and within.

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2017

 

 

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