Ink, Me, and a Clean White Page

Poetry By: HoneyOnToast
Poetry

Tags: Poetry, Near, Rhymes, Free, Verse, Descriptive, Girl

In this poem I really wanted the reader to get a clear image of the girl the character is describing. She’s not perfect, she has flaws and blemishes, but the way he speaks you can tell he thinks she’s the most beautiful, loveliest woman in the world.
I wanted to capture that intense adoration that you find in a Virginia Andrews novel. He loves every inch of her even though she’s a bit tacky, a bit different. I had a go at creating similes and came up with ‘Navy eyes like pools of spilled ink’ and ‘Veins like mauve spider webs’.
I chose features of the girl that people don’t usually pay attention to, for instance her hands and her wrists, pretty over looked things.
The poem is made up of five stanzas.

Submitted:May 10, 2012 Reads: 5 Comments: 0 Likes: 0

Pale bare arms wrapped around my waist
Once again I am struck by the simplicity of her wrists
So fragile, so delicate
She’s too damaged to resist

Navy eyes like pools of spilled ink
A bit to far apart
Her breasts are pressed against my chest
I can feel the flutters of her heart

Bleached blonde hair hangs down her back
Thin and breakable from too many dye jobs
She bites my lip leaving a smear of red lipstick on my teeth
Her breath is hot on the back of my neck

I am fixated by the way her back curves
Her spine straining the translucent skin
The veins in her hands are like mauve spider webs
Her nails are bitten, the pink polish chipped and uneven

Her skin is creamy and white
Miles of soft silky satin
Her midnight blue eyes meet mine
And we don’t need words
Only time