She Sits Far But Within Sight
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1 min readJun 10, 2018
He pens her large toe blue,
pilfering pristine from limb. She
shields all her items with acrylic
paint, including his chest.
He wants her unfiltered and
whole. Everything but her
body. For if he were to get it
how he’d like, his eyes and her
eyes would be closed or only
seeing parts and he wants neither.
She wants neither. It’s only
been months of having her
raw. It’s only been months of
being had raw: ill, tender, and
entirely exposed. But, he professes
and she confesses and they sink,
famished, through obdurate air
keeping them too far.