Woman with Tattoo

Loss Littered

Stories hidden under ink-stained skin

They come to life and jump right out

Love and loss littered with gripping grief

Telling tales of emotion that leave no doubt.

Eyes so dark you can see the stars

And the complex cosmos she holds within

Her ascendant sentiment subjugates all

As frown and tears only start to begin.

But a jaded soul scorned knows no grace

She’ll turn a spark into a forest fire

And when attempts of appeasment crash down in flames

Her unconscious onslaught turns delectably dire.

As I find myself now trapped in her ink-stained skin

I’ve learned my existence is a spurious lie

Where up is down in her self-righteous maze

And I’m condemned to her mystery until the day I die.