Palimpsest (Unrefined?)
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He called me a palimpsest
As he put his own marks over the traces of bruises
Left on my breast
By another boyfriend, on another day.
And I smile and tilt my head and ask
(because I was sure I knew the word, until I was asked to define it)
"What's that?"
A new document written on top of an old.
Like teeth marks and welts
Bright red on fading purple-green.
Like kisses on lips
That yesterday kissed another.
Like a love that doesn't go away
Just because I've loved before
And doesn't erase the feelings I have for him or him or them or her.
And I am a palimpsest
I am so many layers of so many stories
Built on my skin, a stack of memories
of touch
and caress
and bite
and kiss
Each their own moment.
Their own gift to my body.
A new document written on top of an old.
Not erasing
Enhancing.
And I know I am loved.
As he put his own marks over the traces of bruises
Left on my breast
By another boyfriend, on another day.
And I smile and tilt my head and ask
(because I was sure I knew the word, until I was asked to define it)
"What's that?"
A new document written on top of an old.
Like teeth marks and welts
Bright red on fading purple-green.
Like kisses on lips
That yesterday kissed another.
Like a love that doesn't go away
Just because I've loved before
And doesn't erase the feelings I have for him or him or them or her.
And I am a palimpsest
I am so many layers of so many stories
Built on my skin, a stack of memories
of touch
and caress
and bite
and kiss
Each their own moment.
Their own gift to my body.
A new document written on top of an old.
Not erasing
Enhancing.
And I know I am loved.
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on 2017-10-10 02:09 pm (UTC)And I learn a new vocabulary word (again).