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Perfect [Obsession] v.2

I'm still reeling; hunted by his words written in lust, seething, heartbreak, but most a hunger for more; these words that create such tantalizing strings of explanation to unveil cravings of the human heart--         
       
A seeing       
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They reveal me. As the white satin drips off my shoulders, I dip my toes into this stagnant mirror abandoned and forgotten by a child to catch a very different reflection- new curves, marks innocence less. I see what magic has been lingering there never unearthed- the simmering glow of molten stone under cover of cold, clear blue; I see the stifling lies- and  the light.       
     
No     
     
I'll never be that bleach blonde Barbie doll it was assumed I would aspire to be,       
but then, neither will I be the dark artist I've always admired and envied for     
their gift.       
       
Tepid       
       
Passion in the every day eludes me. I have become numb. Numbed myself to the     
onslaught of whatever I perceived as pain and as a result have become an     
analyst. Not completely dead, but on the way there picking and checking       
even you, as I go along.       
       
Ha!       
       
What a relief! What a completely disastrous relief to see it come crumbling     
down. To watch as all the  checks and controls explode from their lofty      
places and concuss me enough to lower my inhibitions:       
the defences erected in the jaded anticipation of another war       
       
Another day       
       
Bring me no offerings of  peace, I don't need them any more. I've already     
surrendered-- begging with my body for another bite; asking, without words, that you grind all you have into all my desire and rip away anything that dares      
to shield my skin from your lips.     
       
Unabated joy and strawberry-milkshake love again,      
freedom from our home-grown habitual expectations.         
This obsession has taken over my very core  
and the controls are past breaking.         
       
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Written by Jestalessa
Published | Edited 25th Feb 2018
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