I see you
beneath the robust
rubies that draw
drooling blood to keep
alight, in your skin,
I see you,
peering through lace
lashes across your face
of silk damask,
on the inside the
colours reversed and
I see it, that, every stitch
(every missing thread),
I see you.
Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 1:00 PM UTC
I see you
beneath the robust
rubies that draw
drooling blood to keep
alight, in your skin,
I see you,
peering through lace
lashes across your face
of silk damask,
on the inside the
colours reversed and
I see it, that, every stitch
(every missing thread),
I see you.
