Photo Quickie – #craquelure
January 26, 2011
100 words inspired by this image from Mateo -M
The pattern of fine cracks crazes my skin. He says I look more beautiful with each passing day, and I see it in his eyes. Or I want to, so badly. My fissures open ever deeper, edges curling upward like drying papyrus, or the pages of a burning book. Constantly on the verge of flaking off, peeling away, delaminating. I feel solid when he touches me, but it’s so fleeting. It’s why I hold him so tight; why I squeeze him inside me, and egg him on to the point where he leaves bruises. His passion, his heat, anneals me.
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superb! who woulda thunk “anneals” could be used in a sensual montage ?
nilla
This is amazingly beautiful. I do not know how I missed it. I feel so flattered that my image inspired these 100 words. Thank you.
Thank you, Mateo, for both permission to use the image, and the power of the image itself.