still life
for all my pleading, leave me unfettered,
you heard all that i’d left unspoken.
forced the light, shine my transparency.
love, i never expected to wake so still-
life, for all its particulars, might’ve been different
and was; i found myself no longer pencil-sketched.
you painted the acrylic of hair,
carefully smudged pastels for skin,
left watercolors to pool inside of me.
for all my pleading, leave me unfettered,
you heard all that i’d left unspoken.
forced the light, shine my transparency.
love, i never expected to wake so still-
life, for all its particulars, might’ve been different
and was; i found myself no longer pencil-sketched.
you painted the acrylic of hair,
carefully smudged pastels for skin,
left watercolors to pool inside of me.