Heirlooms

half moon marble on blue

and i reach for you

as hawk cries echo

a splitting of night

from reflective light

an insight invaluable

as contrails shake their tails

and ask me why

why i find the leaving a necessity

this untangling journeying

to set things right

and so is the comforting

knowing the greater hand

simultaneously

holds me tight loosely

on this fence of happenstance

and serendipity

your blue eyes hold me too

driving the course

to urge familiarity

with the stubbled and smooth

the concealed and truth

of my love for you

~

© M.G. Iannucci 2019