my heart drawn open

to feel the world’s pain, 

the paper wrapping 

shredded and cast aside

for the true gift

once protected 

by innocence and denial.

i behold her 

in the mirror of a silence 

that accepts the unacceptable,

and she is lives,

a stance born of the vast

inescapable motion,

of trust in the path.


love has grown 

beyond syllable,

as i cross the barricade

that woman must unearth.

in the scruff  and worn patches,

i taste the real and i love her

with the power of Soul.


© M.G. Iannucci 2017

Painting: Seascape and Sky (click to see details)

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