Tattooed MemoriesA Poem by SyberRoseShe searches for love in the light of the moon where moonlight and the shadows dance__ as the shadowy fingers of the night, caress softly the memoirs in the wind~
She
was once his Madonna Lily and
he was her insatiable love__ But
now dressed in black lace of chantilly, she
still feels the touch of his leather glove~
His
love tattooed upon her heart remembering
their sweet primal passions__ Now
within the cobwebs and tears are
the sinful pleasures of yesterday~
In the free spirit of winds they did ride along
tattooed parlors of the highway__ Dressed
in black lace of chantilly, forever
still...his Madonna Lily.
©SyberRose
© 2013 SyberRoseAuthor's Note
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