Tatooed Heart

A girl with a tatoo on her neck that I liked.

Tattooed Heart

 

Hearts with tattoos

mean there is some one special

in your life.

 

You have a whole list of names.

Your definition of love.

 

I only have one…

 

Your tattooed heart with the

list of names.

Am I one of them?

Did I make the cut?

 

I wonder…

 

What’s really etched on the tablet of my heart?

What do I really care about?

 

Sex?

 …or the emotions behind it.

 

I didn’t want to say

“Oh how I love thee…

…let me cover up my lust

     with literature

            that’s flowery.”

 

…maybe later.

 

I undress myself

to wrap you in words

that seems too frail for me.

They fit you just right.

 

My best silks touch your skin

like I wish I could.

The best woven fabrics

 to keep you warm.

 

Your skin is so…

smooth and clean.

So…

pristine.

 

How dare I think of touching you.

 

 

I didn’t want to say

“Oh how I love thee…

…let me cover up my lust

     with literature

 that’s  flowery.”

 

Because when those words

become heard to much

they become over used.

Redundant.

And such

 

And I wonder,,,

after time

 do they carry the same value?

 

Can I write my name on your heart?

Hoping you keep it there

like the one on your neck.

 

Dark outlines filled

with melanin.

 

The color of your skin.

 

Or cursive and tight

to make it look right.

 

Maybe homemade.

Prick by prick

Bit by bit.

Can you stand the pain

until it looks just right?

 

 

How do I convince you

your lips

are not my soul desire

in mind.

 

Sure…

 

I can tempt myself

with a playful

image of you.

…but…

why do I feel

it’s not about your body or

your looks.

 

Lust…

covered in flowery literature.

 

Euphemisms.

Meant to excite and tantalize.

 

Can I just once say what I feel?

and not pretend I’m holding onto you

thru some fence?

 

I love…

 

….how you express your self,

Profess your self,

Your stance in life.

…your swagger…

 

Can I just admire you from afar?

 

 

Tattooed hearts

like inked up skin

You wear your collar on your neck with the

name of your master close at mind.

 

Obsession once received

becomes submission.

…and I love it.

The savory flavor of

giving in to you.

 

Making me flex muscles that I can’t

simulate.

Causing breathless whispers

and kisses

on your neck.

The neck you

wrote some thing for me to read.

…only it’s somebody else’s name.

 

Like the locket

on your chain.

 

…damn…

...damn…

,,, damn…

………………..

 

 

 

Reviews

[NCPanthersgurl]

Your words manage to be serious and yet humorous, and I love the twist in both =] I think it's wonderful how you portray it in thoughts, for often thoughts are what produce the greatest writing; but the original idea was lost in translation. You wrote in thought, what was coming from your head. Nice work.

[Heavyhearted]

as i went through the poem i had so many things i wanted to talk about, so many comments, but as i proceeded further they just vanished and were replaced by tears. maybe i am unfit for a proper review because i am biased due to similar personal experience...
all i can say is that i loved it!!

[Just Manoosh]

Lust�
covered in flowery literature.

Oh my, what a wonderful line. I enjoyed the way this piece was drawn out, and just when you thought it was finished BAM! there is more.... you are drip fed more.

Mx

[Tenten]

its a beautiful piece, its makes a sad smile but i like it.

[Theta S. T.]

Nicely done...
I can see where you were going with this
is the name tattooed on her neck the only person she could be in love with?
or maybe it was something that was done out of lust?
maybe that was the person she gave her heart too?
Just wanted to put that out there!!!

"Making me flex muscles that I can't
simulate.
Causing breathless whispers
and kisses
on your neck.
The neck you
wrote some thing for me to read.
�only it's somebody else's name.

Like the locket
on your chain."

I like the ending
it's like you fell for her
but she belongs to someone else
Great write

~~Theta

[H. A. M.]

I didn't want her to get a tat.
She already has one.
I wanted her to be with me and not the name of the guy on her neck.

[Brette Medb]

Tattoos have a way of showing a part of the persons personality that others often miss. The meanings behind the tattoos are important, I should know I have three : )
But it's the same with people. We think and we fantasize and we go through life wondering what we ourselves think of one another, what we should be thinking, caught up in all the if ands and buts. I liked this poem, the flow was perfect for it. Great ending.

Brette

[George Love]

Interesting write, rather emotional without trying to be wmotional.

[frogbean]

wow dude you got some issues with wanting them to advertize you. a tattoo has more meaning than that what if things ended that would suck for her. well other than the message i liked it.

FrOgBeAn

[James K. Blaylock]

This piece seems sad for all of its wanting and wondering, and finally the cold realization... she's someone elses girl.

jkb