Glass Tattoo
Strangling a sea of bittersweet,
a crimson lullaby,
Bubbles of iridescent black,
hearing angels cry.
Flames of roses, frozen thorns,
amethyst serenade,
Starlight tears and Chardonnay
that drowns the sorrows within.
Chained and bound, at the
earths very end,
Waiting, praying to sirens and
mermaids, begging for hell to
descend.
Wisteria's whisper, perfumed
silk,
Flutter of bats and men.
Sobbing shoulders, naked as
the soul and silver dust of
moon,
Through the muffled requisite,
she prays its over soon.
Salt and sea and sapphire,
tangle in flax and heart,
Butter cream silhouette, tainted
from the start.
Jaded even in innocence,
Antique in her ignorance.
She drops to champagne sand,
take a knee,
The lock to which there is no
key.
Tears that shatter as they fall,
Years in seconds passed.
Grains of glass tattoo tender
skin,
Branded by heaven's immortal
sin.
Scarlet letter, number one,
Mascara stained soul.
Tar and shimmer, creeping ever
closer,
Wings that reject and embrace
her.
Gasping for her final breath,
Admitting to defeat.
A twinkle in a cerulean eye,
Whispered wink, a kiss, a cry.
Tattooed flesh elicits a
memory,
Though you never knew its
name.
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