Carving her name
Into your arm,
The blood weeps from
Your skin,
Showing her that
She is your world
And without her
You are sin.
Vandalise your nape
With pretend names
Like I’m stupid.
Foolish.
Tattoo her name in
Arabic on your clean
Dark skin, light heart
Scarred for life
In octopus ink.
Concentric circles
Burn your wrist,
Forgetting your chest.
Can’t let the fairer
Leave, prove your love
Blinding her mind,
Because actions speak
Louder than words.
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