a poem written in skin

unblemished skin
inviting like a piece of blank parchment
I’m aching to line your strong body
with midnight ink
and paint my words
all over you

you’re like a poem written in skin
and your piercing eyes
are the opening lines
that catch the reader’s attention

ink streams down your back
as though the night sky was punctured
I run my hands through it
blurring the words
I already know
and could tell you over and over

you’re like a poem written in skin
and the curves of your body
are the commas separating phrases
that keeps them from flowing over each other

mapping out my desire on your skin
words outline your hipbones in black
the tip of the brush tickles
the underside of your feet
your eyelashes flutter
like black silk cobwebs
being blown by a breeze

you’re like a poem written in skin
and your velvety lips
are the closing couplet
that leaves the reader yearning for another taste

Ophelia Leong is a wife and mother of three who loves writing. She lived in Japan for six weeks in 2010 and her time there greatly influenced her writing. She has been published in Mothers Always Write, Allegro Poetry Magazine, and Assisi: An Online Journal of Arts & Letters. Here is a link to her blog: http://ophelialeong.blogspot.com.

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2 Responses to a poem written in skin

  1. kimberlyqae says:

    wow, this is amazing. so beautiful!

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