With grace and with teardrops she sighs,
makes a move for the crushed velvet dress
sitting in a pile at the foot of the bed.
His cigarette smoke behind her curls
around his face like a villain’s mustache
from her father’s old cartoons.
He was never a man she saw herself with
and yet moments before she let herself
moan in his arms, let his sweat hover
above her and glue their chests together.
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Ohh I like Melissa! Glue their chests together… Mmmm that is so real and sooooo good!
I agree with "D" on the lines she liked… gives us a hugeeee image perspective… and a fantasy one… I can already see the guy, the mustache… and I love the reference about the smoke looking like one…
..I've been a couple of times with men I never saw myself being with… just to feel the void, just to pretend they were someone else… sometimes you really "need" someone, don't you think?
…how are you doing?..how's work?.. the theater?
…glad you enjoyed my last drawing… I just come up with illustrations of whatever's inside my head/heart… I often feel they can only mean something to me… but when someone else gets related to it.. when someone else understands it fully… only then I feel I've "triumphed" as an artist…even a little one… mini artist…
much love, xoxo
It's like I'm reading some recent personal events and the connection you can feel with strangers baffles me at times.
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I can never see myself with anyone, until it happens.
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