expended breath a moment suggests

this garnet heart not depart

the truss of trust a muse of skin fused

the syllable that wraps the furthest moon

a yearning in transit

~

and i visit the moan that threatens release

the seal and crease of longing

for the guise of light

within speculum night jettisons fission

a decision to dig in

~

for you speak of what you cannot promise me

yet you begged to see this creation of your reality

the water life ease of strife

churn and calm of plasmic storm

i bloom and come

arch and bleed

swoon and run

surge and leave

~

© M.G. Iannucci 2019

Art: Paper Moon by Jelena Jovanovic