Pierced

She has metal in her face:
tongue ring, nose ring, cheek pierced too,
Studs, rings, barbells, hoops, loops, balls
shooting out from every where!
Her piercings shine in the Sun;
twinkling bright to the eye.
I had a love for them, too;
with rings in my tongue, ears, nails,
none of which healed properly 
so I don't have any now
I decorate my body less permanently instead.

3-3-15
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 3, 2015 at 8:05 AM
All the best in the contest Jessica!
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