Saturday, April 8, 2017

once i reached for the stars

No

Actually 

Yes

You confessed
When I asked about tattoos 
You pointed to three dots
Pinpricks
A quiet trinity around your head
A constellation across the map of your skin
I touched one black star
A reminder that once
Your body waged war inside of you
Once
You were marked on the operating table
Once 
You suffered 
And survived
I thought they were the loveliest tattoos 
I'd ever seen
And now
When I lay my head upon its only pillow 
And gaze longingly at evening's stars
They all seem too bright
They all seem too far
Like you
What I would give
To kiss your dark stars
Goodnight 


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