Ardere

fingertips kissed linger and slip on the tangy edge of floral lips ~ © M.G. Iannucci 2019 Photo by Eric Hahn

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Cara Mia

you are, my depth and insight, personified. . © M.G. Iannucci 2018 A rose from my garden.

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Propitious

i cling to the branch, where outer is inner, and the only way  forward, a return ticket. i think of home, the desert wandering, as i watch  my own steps disappear  within the dunes. there is no comfort in your arms, only the reflection of how far  i must go to transform  this Human  heart-wound, into […]

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Heowien

as light illuminates a labyrinth  of curls and variegation, i strain to see through the fissure in the cave wall, longing to touch more than mere  shadow. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: Rose in the garden of Saint Patrick’s Seminary – Menlo Park, California .

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Spiked

sharpened leaves, point guards of the fleshy cambium. had i been easy, you would not have had the chance to prove you truly love me. . Photo: Roses from my garden © M.G. Iannucci 2017

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