This body belongs to no one

A grim touch traces desire

On some body’s naked skin

Following a rosy relic

That no eyes were meant to see

And the tip of it yields more

Than the tremble underneath,

It keeps creeping, poking, dragging

Its frail nails perfectly in.

With its eyes, empty it follows

The strange presence on its skin

Drab and dull, choked up and blue

Cursing veins, making them bleed.

And it feels no pain at all

As the claws dig deeper in;

Its own hands are searching madly

For that flushed relic within.

But my heart pumps darkened venom

Numbing down this ghastly skin

This body belongs to no one

Maybe not even to me.

Marina Maria, clasa a XII-a B

Alisia Andreea Vlad - „Pietà Occulta” (desen în creion)