I could still feel your hands on me
as it was on a video tape;
rewinding
repeating
replaying.
Even when I cried for it to stop,
you just wouldn't pause.
YOU ARE READING
Tattooed Thoughts
PoesiaThis is a poetry collection of all my thoughts that have been imprinted into my mind like a tattoo, though the colour of some memories may have faded over time, these were drawn to never leave me. I hope you all enjoy my first poetry book and if you...
