ᵉᵐᵖʸʳᵉᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᶠᵉʳⁿᵒ

SATURATION

i had watched you undress,
your petite figure making my
mouth water.

how could someone be so comely?
did my father (the crappy one hiding in
heaven) take extra time on you whilst
developing your features in the womb
of your mundane mother?

your body, each blemish burned into
the frontal lobe of my right brain, oh how i
yearned to kiss each mark, embarking my
very own hell against your porcelain
skin.

i hope you don't mind my staring,
i can't seem to take my eyes of you.
was your naked body the thing i
desired? or was the silk robe tied
loosely at your waist the thing that
made my blood rush and my mind go
groggy?

you leaned against the window frame,
hoping to see a field of dandelions outside,
but instead you saw the prisoners kneeling
on burning coal and getting whipped from
the back.

was it i who needed to apologise for
not giving you the sight you desired most?
here, moonlight prince, have your meadow
of flowers and sunshine.

you turned your head at me,
your furrowed brows and dark eyes
bore holes into my epidermis.

what now?

change it back, i don't want to
live in a facade.

and i did as i was told.

note. i'm just proud i updated 🤩 y'all's't don't even know how frustrated i've been with this writer's block, it's been shite fr. b-but my inspo is back for now so let's hope it stays. 😪👊