Monday, July 17, 2006
i took out a piece of charcoal again today and i stared at a blank piece of canvas. i waited. i waited a long time. i sighed and i started to draw you again. it was the exact replica of the perfect perfect you. only this time there was one tiny difference.

there was a very tiny smudge at the corner of your lips. tiny enough to go unnoticed by most. but enough to serve as a reminder to me that your porcelain-smooth perfections dont exist. why your lips? because i look at it so much. this carnal hunger within me. gnawing at me each day.

i want you.

i took another piece of canvas and started to draw myself. i wasnt as perfect as you. but i made the same tiny smudge at the corner of my lips.

i craft my life to fit yours just so we can be perfect together.

take me with you, angel.

riahh ranted at 11:32:00 PM