Finger painting

A short poem about a woman who fails to recognize her true beauty on her own, and needs a man's validation in order to feel worthy.

She rests her preoccupied mind

late evenings

in the arms of a man she hardly knows.

He translates the curve of her body

like a trained linguist, 

tracing his cigarette stained fingers

across the delicacy of her spine,

as if to play connect the dot.

Gently he sketches a hollow picture. 

She lays helpless, 

wondering just what he has created, 

secretly hoping it’s a work of art; 

fingers like brazen flames across her tainted canvas.

Reviews

[Dolce Vita]

Resting her mind in the arms of a man she hardly knows; amazing imagery. Also I like how you give a short description of the poem's meaning under the title; it's very helpful.

[Jenny]

beautiful work! i felt like i was in the room watching the scene and the message is strong as well! thank you for sharing

[The Twin Arenas]

good ending. destruction etc.

[lua]

overall, a raw depiction of a woman's desire to find significance and recognition from a man, a delusion many fall into - well represented