Perusal

you return

my words to me

with a tenderly fingered

whispered verse

an unrehearsed

surrendering

this rendering

of lip and tongue

and love spun

with arms and eyes

that know of mine

from the inside

~

for you wear me

with gentility

kissing and opening

where love eases

like smoke rings

capturing

a spacious essence

as i press my tide

to your chest

where nothing more

need ever be said

~

The first time I had ever heard my poetry read to me. Gratitude.

© M.G. Iannucci 2019

Art: “The Evening Ahead” by Steve Henderson

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