Tattoo
I suggested that
The ink fall
Below the sweep
Of your silhouette
Wringing physical sirens
Challenge the prick as
The shades blend
To a beautiful form
Complete
Your lower lip sags
At the glistening triumph
Since the nerves cannot smile
Copyright © Michele Godleske | Year Posted 2005
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