Monday, October 8, 2012

The Virgin Whore

what do you notice when she sits naked before you?
her breasts, with every breath, swollen symmetry -
her legs crossed - her calves defined in shadow's tension?

Her hair, perhaps, cascading down her shoulders -
pooling down her back -
the curve of her collar bone or the hooded quality behind her eyes?
Perhaps her defining scar - the secret of a child lost before she was -
what do you notice when you look at her, naked before you?
As she paints her face and arranges her hair, dresses and pulls herself together to face the day?
What do you notice as she clothes herself and hides her scars, her shame?

Do you see Him behind her eyes, behind her hair, her hands, her feet?
Or something else?

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