white washed past?
heavy slabs of marble?
resentful, unrelenting burden
yet tender and supple beneath the weight
blinding light in the darkness
or the shroud of night: to hide and steal away
until a warm and happy day
of swimming and drinks
cuz I couldn't take another day of her not knowing
I feel exposed
ready to be dashed on the rocks and it's completely possible
do I reveal myself or not?
easier to feign disinterest.
>>second last painting of the Vulnerability series<<