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| Kaleidoscope | |
| By gutterkitty | ||||||||||||
| 09 November 2006 | ||||||||||||
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I couldn't think of a title for this one so I went for the obvious (suggestions welcome!). I realise that elusivity isn't a word but elusion didn't quite cut it for me somehow.
First, remember the awkward, fumbling love.
The glances you sent her way like anonymous letters.
And the heat that lingered, on cheeks and in air
when skin met skin in a chance touch. Remember
loud laughter as she passed in the halls, or at parties,
hoping to catch her smile. Its elusiveness was your tune,
and even you felt embarrassed for yourself,
throwing your hands into the air in wild gestures,
hoping they’d be a net for that smile. And wanting
to pin it down like an exotic insect, and study its
kaleidoscopic template. Or pry its legs apart,
and map the heart in a diagram, the wings red as lips.
You’d borrow their flight when she entered the room,
knowing it was forbidden. And the views you saw
from heady heights- her perfume made you weightless-
were a blue screen, artificial as the backdrop of a play.
Now imagine the whites of her eyes as you tell her,
opening like a dissection. The shock that haloes her face
illuminates features pale with repulsion. The kaleidoscope
of her smile drops to the floor, and you are left
numbed by the sound. As a smile, red with laughter
rips off your borrowed wings and pins you down.
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