Tattoo

Sweat
drips away
in the air
for it to dry.

Tears
fall down
in translucent paths
when you cry.

Blood
pours out forever
but is only noticed
as you die.

But you
are a tattoo,
stark and obvious,
in permanent ink
stained on my soul
till my very last sigh.

My name is Jai Lynn, Jai like blue jay and Lynn which rhymes with sin. Speaking of sins, life is too short to not do what you’re passionate about. So, I am going to write. To read my other work, check out my blog https://jailynn.com

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