The Heart Tattoo

December 13, 2007 § 1 Comment

No longer committed to that permanent memory
In my waking head


I ran to remove my desire
Eraser, heart painted red
Painful…arduous past
I scrubbed so hard
My skin bled
From a tattoo, I used to guard
Romantic affection
And tenderness
For someone who loved me deeply
Never finished, I guess…
I ran throughout my place
Not fully using my heart
My life
Path, upperpart
Filled with fears
Anxieties
Surrounded me, came
Negative energies…


Frustration
You’re not around…
Place to purify, a shower
Remove my wool, go-around
Safety pins cling
To my boundary of a personal life
Turning inward,
I removed half the heart, half-life
My Heart Tattoo
It’s playful ways
I’m thinking…
Men have crossed the boundaries, gays
My friends
No strangers to me…
Watched me bathe in the nude
Rinse, germfree


Washing away old thoughts,
Feeling in fumes
So I release


The people dancing in smoky rooms
Filled the hallways
Opportunities to
Expand


A temporary fix, how-to…
Oh, the Baby(ness)


Different from the get-go
Coming out of the wound
Now, confused, unable to know
Silenced, the man who blew
Magic into my ear
Said, “I loved you”


Illusion is what others fear
Maybe true as I
Fill all the desires
Offers I hide…
Those looking for love hires


Are longing-
I run past the not belonging

 

© Sonya Rose

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