Written in Skin (Poetry)
Feb. 2nd, 2009 06:12 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
So I had the chance to etch words into someone's skin the other day.
I've decided that I rather like doing this -- hey, I'm a writer and a wordsmith, and I definitely have an interest in cutting people up. So this works for me. ;-)
Anyway - as so many things do, this got me thinking about how I could do this with/to my primary partner (I spent a few minutes over my brand-spanking-new lunch-break figuring out how to write in ambulance-speak so that words writting across her chest, for example, would be readable in a mirror) and the following poem-ette resulted:
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Written In Skin
Maybe you're afraid to believe
someone could love you
to believe that
anyone could see beyond the social
butterfly
always up for a fuck
and love what's really there
but i have
i do
and i want
to open you up
lift that beating heart
long-bruised
in my two hands
press kisses into you
so deep
that you can't deny
the truth of them
i want to take up scalple
awl and needle
etch it into your skin
so deep
that you know this
in your bones:
you
my darling
are
beautiful
courageous
cherished
strong and
loved
I've decided that I rather like doing this -- hey, I'm a writer and a wordsmith, and I definitely have an interest in cutting people up. So this works for me. ;-)
Anyway - as so many things do, this got me thinking about how I could do this with/to my primary partner (I spent a few minutes over my brand-spanking-new lunch-break figuring out how to write in ambulance-speak so that words writting across her chest, for example, would be readable in a mirror) and the following poem-ette resulted:
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Written In Skin
Maybe you're afraid to believe
someone could love you
to believe that
anyone could see beyond the social
butterfly
always up for a fuck
and love what's really there
but i have
i do
and i want
to open you up
lift that beating heart
long-bruised
in my two hands
press kisses into you
so deep
that you can't deny
the truth of them
i want to take up scalple
awl and needle
etch it into your skin
so deep
that you know this
in your bones:
you
my darling
are
beautiful
courageous
cherished
strong and
loved