hold me loosely, lover
and play my dissonance
i am refined substance
to soothe your aching skin
a slowly rising tendril
from the fire’s singeing tip
spool of silver ribbon
the weaver’s eternal spin
~
© M.G. Iannucci 2020
In my universe, there is depth to everything. I chose to create, the song I sing.
Art: Sleeping in a Sea of Stars
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