Tattooed
While no colors
Tinge over my skin
Your sepia eyes
Ink tattooed
Upon my spirit
Under sleeve…
A beauty so steadfast
Breathless
Innocence awash
Across heavy riptides
Dancing within
Truculent waves
Bartering dawn for dusk
Warmth for solitude
Aching to hold that gaze
Only momentarily
Touching a delicate taste
Of fiery gossamer
No ink stains
Illustrating you and I
Only beauty of yesterday
Ever imprinted
On who I once was
Tattooed…
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