I never got your name,
But i saw the Zelda tattoo
On your right hand.
A compliment took so much
For me to give,
And as I waited for my order,
I heard you tell your coworkers
“She noticed my tattoo!”
I wish I saw you gush
Behind your mask;
I bet you looked adorable
Doing it.
YOU ARE READING
Burning Flowers
PoetryA collection of my poetry that I have written over the past years, as well as months. Themes come from parts of my life, such as hurt, grief, codependency, and experiencing the love of God. All poetry is of my original work.
