I want to be, the tattoo on your arm
Be carved like it, not on your skin, But on your heart.
Like a festering wound that won't heal.
Let me be the sweat walking subtly Down your chest.
my scent lost deep, Inside your pores.
I've walked through glass made roads Not making a crack
But for you I would shatter the world.
I want to be the scars resting on your back. My presence turned to tiny Flesh mounds.
To remind you that what has been lost can be found.
Let me be the silence in your room, the one that speaks To you the most, And makes you listen.
my picture hammered In your thoughts.
I've always gotten What I want. Never failed, or given up. But If I walk away and leave you alone it's only because
I love you so.