Kintsukuroi (n.) (v.phr.) “to repair with gold”; the art of repairing pottery with gold or silver lacquer and understanding that the piece is more beautiful for having been broken
Warm hands slip over my body
As lips press gently onto my skin
The girl I watch from afar
Close to me at last
I wonder what she sees in me
But she seems to see me
Exactly as I am
All my flaws and fractures
I have often felt imperfect
But she makes me feel like I shine
My breaks filled with gold
Become beautiful
She is forbidden fruit
And like Eve I go there anyway
My eyes open to my sin
Regret fills me – realisation sets in
She is beautiful and I am not worthy
My hands should never make contact with her
Nor my lips speak her name
But she sees me – consequences be damned
