She blows smoke like a man, casually,
intention hinted, never spoken
Ashes not placed, instead, tossed
in a general direction, not caring,
or, wanting to know their destination,
yet, most often, finding suitable repository
Her attraction mystical. Allure relentless.
An ember burns orange within still blackness
erratically dancing across winter white skin
and painted indigo lines offered up as art
She lay naked between the states of
having had and needing more
Lamenting the human condition, she sighs
Her soul hungry. Fear sated.
Extinguished, her body turns, eyes open
counting bricks on the fireplace facade
She wishes yesterdays never happened, and,
her next moment the beginning of tomorrow
Their bodies spoon, whispers shared, not accepted
attempting to convince themselves of eternity
Her desires unending. Love hidden.
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I like your interpretation of the picture.
There's a lot more telling than showing going on here...which works well, for this piece.
"She lay naked between the states of
having had and needing more" - I really like those lines.
"whispers shared, not accepted" - and that one as well.
Thanks for entering, and good luck. =)
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