it is with you

i long to wake

born to a day

in warm embrace

spun to home

as night would own

its dusky way

you twirl my tendrils

in a playful sway

and hold my heart

in this tender space

~

© M.G. Iannucci 2019

There is a breathfilled place that two can hold in silence and unknowing… a fullness of love, connection, and being where time and space melt away. Trust need not be earned, but is an artifact of this tender place. Stay that way.