X-ray your being.
In a crowded apartment,
Someone continues to live behind a veil.
She turns blue at night, swimming through rooms like a hungry lantern fish
And when she finds her prey, she settles on the bed post
Dripping liquid gold from her fins.
She weaves stories, watches restless naked bodies
Turn bed sheets into balls and traces the point from where the streetlight falls gently on his chest
And takes little bends on her feet,
She smells her hair of shampoo and his mouth of cigarettes.
She turns red by dawn and weaker by the light.
She will smash against the wall, throb like a giant unkempt heart
And the second somebody steals a glance, a loud scream burns her belly.
She’s probably with you right now,
Just as we speak
Looks like your lover has quietly left too and your secret is written over the skies.
Tonight is hopeless
Because every time I cum, I come to you.
Maybe it’s your television glitching.
Thank you for all the new followers!
Is there anything specific you would like me to design?
I have been working on many 50’s inspired images and this particular image is from Life magazine. Models sunbathing.
I shot them in the sky.