Double Agents

sing to me

a blue-eyed dream

skies that rise

and clouds of cream

the stormy mood

of a wistful sea

eases the promise

of clarity

i skim the pines

and dust your mouth

celestial kiss

that sweeps the south

love that blooms

the desert rose

promises kept

in poem and prose

that live beyond

the dividing line

aching fingers

that scrape the sky

and burst the clay

the bricks they lay

soul to transcend

a place to pray

i lift the wind

and sweep the sand

and cherish the carve

of my lover’s hand


© M.G. Iannucci 2019

Photo is mine: San Xavier de Bac Mission, Arizona

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