this is how (not) to love her:

I.

when she looks at you,

keep your eyes on the lighting panels.

adjust aperture. refocus.

she is just colours

on a white backdrop, a green-screen,

and not yours to touch.

II.

when she laughs for effect,

blink away the stardust in your lashes.

capture the moment. undo it.

she is just a studio body

in greyscale on a freeway billboard,

and not yours to have.

III.

when she turns fabric to skin,

don't look past what you're paid for.

shutter-speed. ask her to move.

she is just waxed skin,

gleaming sun-bronze in warm light,

and not yours to want.

IV.

when she spreads her legs

for the camera lens, remember

to avoid overexposure.

she is just santiago,

and blue hair, those grey eyes,

and not yours to love.