Tattoo

You have permanently 

    written yourself across my soul

Like a tattoo machine 

    drilling hole after tiny hole

The ink from your lips 

    embedded deep beneath the layers

Creating your masterpiece of 

    bloody dips and tiny flares

I bit my lip to keep from 

    screaming from the pain

I stopped myself from 

   loudly crying out your name

You knew it hurt yet no 

    mercy was to be had

Relentlessly even when that 

    pain got really really bad

Now your artwork is on 

    display for everyone to see

Though it's beautiful, I 

    realize I am no longer me.