The Stutter of Jealousy and Tenderness

I borrowed your composed smile, unleashed an obsession.

Your sick smoothness tampering with a ferocious background

I shove under a magnifying glass to study my devotion to you.

I try to complete you, to not go unseen, amongst your yellow scent

And velvety sunlight strolling down your skin, rolling like a whispering peach,

The hair, complete, dance with me. You straighten your arms and fear salutes me.


“A Blonde Woman” by Palma Vecchio (1480-1528)


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