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Marble Myth

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I find you amidst dust and alabaster
where you stand in smooth, marble pride.
Your skin is stiff and plastered
against all my caresses. You hide

the rhythm of the stone in your chest
but my straining ear heard its beat
while my own lilting heart knew unrest.
The divine Art of Venus I will not entreat,

for it was not my hands that carved
your body. Still, like Pygmalion playing
lover to his ivory girl, I am starved
for flesh to yield to my fingers, praying

that my own art, not divine or of stone,
can still make your heart revealed
to me. Let it be my own art alone
that will make such cold marble yield.
Inspired by the myth about Pygmalion falling in love with his work of art.
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Oh my.... I don't think I've ever read something like this. When reading the first line, I was suddenly in the calm, serene, deadly quiet little place that people find ethereal and mystic. I didn't snap out of it until the last punctuation point. Absolutely breath-taking. This has got to be one of my favourite things I've ever read. Everything is just perfect about it. Your timing, the words you chose, the sentences (and the splitting!), the flow, the whole air you've created around these words. You, my dear, just created a little piece of heaven for me. God, I hope it looks like this.