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Feb. 14th, 2008 09:55 pmIt was paid in pain and blood,
given so that I might have always
these reminders of you
etched on my flesh:
A hymn, words of praise for you,
your song unmatched;
A Cypress, holy to you,
shedding its sap-tears for eternity.
Was I delirious, or did I
feel a brush of fingertips,
cool and soothing
across my raw shoulders?
It occurred to me earlier today that either yesterday or tomorrow was/will be a year since I had the hymn tattoo done. (It was either the 13th or 15th, don't remember for sure. I kep wanting to say Tuesday the 15th, but Tuesday was the 13th last year.)
given so that I might have always
these reminders of you
etched on my flesh:
A hymn, words of praise for you,
your song unmatched;
A Cypress, holy to you,
shedding its sap-tears for eternity.
Was I delirious, or did I
feel a brush of fingertips,
cool and soothing
across my raw shoulders?
It occurred to me earlier today that either yesterday or tomorrow was/will be a year since I had the hymn tattoo done. (It was either the 13th or 15th, don't remember for sure. I kep wanting to say Tuesday the 15th, but Tuesday was the 13th last year.)