On the night you walked down that dark walkway,

you left a mark on me

a mark I had not noticed before,

on nights like this now,

I feel it,

serving my endless need

for a past I can hold onto

that wasn't bad or indifferant,

I only wanted to hold you in my arms

yet, you were never content to lay in my arms

your heart was in a storm

a violent wave of unrest,

and so you shifted

even when I held you close

to the source of my love,

and though

many a time

I wished to weep

as I held you this way,

touched your whiskered cheek,

caressed your lips,

sowing you in my heart forever,

swinging from my worthless thoughts,

you seemed a tattoo,

what a desperate hour it seemed

locked in your presence,

mustering my last bit of strength,

I confessed how I dreamed

but it only led to more unrest

in your wavering heart

your soul showing itself as it truly is,

lost in a dance with the devil

and the light of an angel

who holds the secret to you,

because she is more a tattoo

to you,

than I was of meaning

to the untrained tigers eye

of the tattoo you bare on your shoulder,

and even though you have mentioned this to me,

twice,

seems the rhythm was lost in the tide,

as I shattered on the shore,

of a heaven I will forever be forbidden,

so I sow my mouth shut,

one final time,

when heaven brings its wine around,

I pray love,

unwinds my tongue.

good write

Thank you,

Hmm, I wrote this last night, hmmm, I wonder if I should repost this on another site for my other friends? hmmm

very good-quite touching-certainly repost

Very Nice and quite moving