Flawed
You may never know
How often I opened
Your page and looked
Down on you
Posing naked
From the waist down
Was he really so damn good
Or just another trick
You turned
I remember that shirt tho
Unbuttoned just far enough
To reveal the gentle cleft
Between those small breasts of yours
I may have even once
Just called them buttercups
No hint of a smile tho
Just a quickie for the camera
Did he tell you
To sit like that I wonder
With your knees so well parted
Your mother
Never sat like that
But then you know that don’t you
Hey I never knew you had so many
Piercings
You never told me
But then why would you
Is that check shirt
You are wearing mine or his
And is it blue or black
It’s hard to tell in
Monochrome for certain
Did you steal or borrow it
For the sake of modesty or art even
Whatever
I just love the way your
Eyebrows arch and finger combed
Loose hair falls over those shoulders
To reveal a near invisible scar behind
Your left ear and which makes you
Not quite so perfect after all my dear