Berm

you speak my words

into the quicksilver night

the artifact of light

adrift in the indigo blue

eyes of marine milieu

the swirl of pearl

beneath the abalone whorl

~

love, steal my pride

break my stride

and slide me south

for i do not know how

to brush the oxidized rust

of my need to trust

i once denied

~

for all has given way

as you gently dust my face

of a thousand sorrowful tales

i once thought to be true

…until i was loved by you

~

© M.G. Iannucci 2019

Art: Moonlight Over the Ocean by Marianna Foster

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