Wednesday, April 11, 2012

If I could have the names tattooed on my skin
of all the people I have ever loved,
whether fiercely or simply
because of a single glance
exchanged across a crowd,
or the brush of fingertips
accidentally exchanged
across a table.
Then maybe when I die
they will look at my body
and say she loved many,
and if the reasons I loved them,
were there as well,
then my entire body
shall be covered with ink -
evidence of love
and being loved,
proof of a life
lived in love
shall be written
all over my skin.

7 comments:

Jokerman said...

I love this post. I think I might write it down somewhere - if that's okay?

-Jokerman

Emilia said...

Wow, this is absolutely beautiful. I love it!

Melee said...

I've started collecting posts I love by friends in the computer program OneNote, and this one is in there. I love it, dear - it's beautiful, and I want to make sure I read it again (and again!). xxx

Child said...

This is really beautiful. I love it so much.

Emilia said...

Thank you, I hope they will. :)
I'll post some of my poetry, I hope you like it.

Hugs,
Emilia

Emilia said...

I think the last four lines were the best because they were the ones most raw, the most honest. I'm really happy you liked it. :)

{ felicity } said...

I love this so much, I love all your posts. You are a breathtaking writer, please don't ever stop - well at least not forever, ( I understand the occasional writer's block)

Much love,
xx