Ana Teresa Barboza (b. 1981, Lima, Peru) Transfer and Embroidery on Fabric
This is so great
When people ask me to lead them in prayer
the arctic monkeys look like a 50s gang and im afraid they’re going to come out of the shadows one night and rhythmically snap their fingers at me
i crave your body at 2 in the morning
when the sun is long asleep
and i am awake with desire
attempting to map your insides with my tongue
I love the way the wind blows
ruffling your hair to perfection.
the way you smile and bite your lip
begging for a kiss.
Your body smooth to the touch
glowing after each press of my lips.
Let me whisper Shakespeare into your neck
and tell you how your body makes my heart flutter
sending shudders up my spine
tickling my brain stem with diluted thoughts of lust
let me read your body like braille on a chilly night
Show me how rain smells floating down your skin in November.
How it tastes dancing from your lips to mine.
run your fingers through my hair,
reveling in the Autumn-time showers.
gracefully outlining the
contours of your body letting myself fall deeper for you