Heat Transfer

in silence solicited

blood oranges drip

sensate sweetness

from the petiole grip of twig

as i press the bark of sublimation

in the passionate elation

of life drawn down

from the crown where i shun

the twine of vines that bind

wrists that fist their fight

~

and i yearn for the sight

of earthen melted words

that haunt the curve

of your lips

and crave the kiss

of sculpted dust amiss

a trust in starlit trails

of comets that fail the summit

against the force of spin

cast along the shoulder line

a grist and rumble sigh

~

and what do they say

of falsified prophets

who test the limits of my seeing

the breast of being tucked against

the pamphlet fold of your chest

at best when i succumb to sleep

you see for me the chronicled

and alphabetized meanings

in the depth of a breathing

a throbbing pulse of being

sewn to a soul promise seething

within this temporal infinity

beyond believing

~

© M.G. Iannucci 2018

Painting:“Falling in Love” – Corporate Art Task Force

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