Seventeen
By Hope
He walks into the store and he sees her,
settled comfortably in aisle seventeen.
Although she is tucked in between
the rows of soda and candy bars,
her body is evidence that those cravings
never touched her.
It is her boney frame
that is the object of his desire,
peeking out of the corners of her clothing.
She is feminine and raw.
Posed uncomfortably,
her eyes stare for his attention.
Her hip is loosely held with red nails,
red nails that match the red lips,
red lips that scandal and gossip
dance in and out of.
He just knows she is perfect for him.
He wants her red nails
to be placed on his red heart.
He wants his hands to grab her hips,
he wants to see her body expressed
without the burden of clothing.
He wants her so bad,
his perfect magazine,
found in aisle seventeen.
- Theodore Roosevelt
I really like the description here. It reminds me a lot of the beginning of the 'every man i fall for' song by Cold War Kids. I love the visuals.
ReplyDeleteim in love wit the last stanza. It connected everything and made the awkwardness so hot n i love the visuals too :)
ReplyDeleteI love how you edited it and kept the red repeated. I think it makes those lines pop. I also really like how real she seems. Very well done. ^.^
ReplyDeletei like the visuals too and the connection
ReplyDeletewonderful!!
ReplyDeletethis is so good hope! very creative concept, i love love love it!!
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