You're a tattoo on my chest. You're the ink sinking down into my heart, past all the blood and bones. You wrap around my rib cage and comfortingly squeeze my lungs, encouraging them to contract in expand in calming reassurance. You flow inside of me, leaving designs under my skin, etching your signature in fluorescent colors until violets are growing from my tired eyelids and roses bloom beneath my lips.
- my lover is a tattoo , dissociation day dream
