Smile. Live. Love. Breathe. It's What I Do.

Masterpiece

I paint toes & fingernails 

hoping to coat attraction

captured between muted colors 

& perfect lines.

I wear clothes that only express

what I wish to exude: confidence,

sensuality, something Latin in the swing

of my hips & the curve of my lips

that slowly smile over coffee mugs & 

Ray bans. 

Breakfast is something I do to wake me up

in the mornings.

An iPod plays music that you will never find

between radio dials & car speakers. 

I find that at night comes the brutal honesty

I can’t run from.

Raw & uncut.

But I love it though. 

I love being so reckless

only one life to live so why spent it spineless

& waiting for someone to give me a sign.

God gives us free will, not license & as interesting

as you may find my path,

believe I know the difference.

The question is, do you?

Do you know the difference between your judgments

& the truth?

I just want you to see me through lens wide open

even if you don’t agree with what I choose to do.

Because I respect you

even as your eyes slide sideways in my direction,

your hands point & your words turn putrid 

from your lips to the expressions you twist

to make up comments on part of the story you see,

a waiting car, early morning goodbyes,

a shy smile & the wandering eyes of guys

that you find attractive but who are attracted to me.

So its my fault, it must be me that distracts

them from you because I have them tangled in my sheets

too selfish to cut them loose.

Or maybe those same guys you find so weak

are stronger than they appear & would rather

engage in a conversation with me about our Philosophy class

or that poem I did last than hang with a girl 

so jealous & insecure 

she can’t speak anything but

word vomit

about a girl she doesn’t know

but one she’s heard a lot of.

(Source: theonlymagicleftisart)