All You Need Is Love
The pages in the magazine fall open revealing your naked figure looking up helplessly at me
Silently emanating from the photo I hear the words rescue me, save me
You could be a rag doll draped over a wooden chair
Carefully placed by a caring child
Arms and legs pulled wide apart, like a house for sale with every room on show
Private property very much public
Lifeless, strung out with all your assets visible to the outside world
Body parts too visible, I want to shield you in a velvet cloak
Hide you away from the world
The sticky figured people who will look with piercing eyes at your image
Trace grubby fingers over a paper version of your flesh
Do things too unimaginable to mention out loud
My skin crawls at the thought; bile rises from the pit of my stomach
I picture a photographer making you move this way and that
Getting you to parade up and down
Selling yourself like a piece of raw meat just to get that one perfect shot
I wonder what else he or she has made you do
I am drawn to the image, magnetised, infected by some kind of fairy tale love
Your body gives off something of an angelic glow
Luminescent it shines like the stars up above
Drops of gold enhance your pale tender skin
Making it come alive
Dancing to its own unique beat
A beaming smile, warming and inviting
Welcoming me into your inner sanctum
Dark dusky eyes portray wisdom and beauty in equal measure
Mature yet child like I want to envelop you in my arms
Whisk you away on my white horse
Thin lips left undecorated, I can only imagine tender and sweet to the touch
I trace their outline with my finger, shaking as if one false move will destroy the look
Scatter your body parts like ashes far and wide
Hair that cascades like an untamed waterfall falls softly over your face
Like a mask it obscures your features, hides your beauty from prying eyes
A veil waiting to be pushed aside
A great unveiling to be done with only the gentlest of hands
Your body a walking work of art
A blank canvas highly decorated, marking your journey through this life
Words and figures adorn your precious flesh
The contours of your body smooth and silk like
Porcelain to the touch I can only guess
Your firm breasts, bursting forth from your body
I cannot help but gaze longingly at them
I cringe to myself as I think of the millions of others who will do the same
Objectify you; turn you into something you have no right to be
Legs long and toned
Reaching on and on forever, no visible end in sight
I cannot help but look at other places
It is there staring right at me
Human nature tempts me though I try and shy away
Piercings glitter like sparkling gems
A simple dot to dot that makes up your body
I find myself wishing that you would come to life
Jump up from your position on that chair and walk into my awaiting arms
I stare intently at the image before me
I take in every inch
Memorising your shape, the creases in your skin
The blemishes, the pattern of your veins that twist and turn like a road map of your short life
The way your skin is so much lighter between your breasts
How your eyebrows arch so delicately in the middle
Your blue eyes remind me of the ocean
Like sapphires they shine so vivid, so bright
The word love written time and time again over your body becomes emblazoned in my mind
I become fixated by every tiny detail of what lies before me
Transfixed, oblivious to time
I lust after you
Act out scenes in my head as if watching a really good romantic over eighteen film
I catch myself and realise that I am becoming one of them
I slam shut the magazine, hiding your image
Trying so hard to eradicate it from my evil mind
The devil inside me dares me to look again
Torn between right and wrong my hands tremble, my brow covered in a thin layer of perspiration
The voice inside my head tells me over and over again ‘I want you’
Dedicated to Fallon who was the inspiration behind this piece
Friday, 2 April 2010
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