His words are tattoos
She wears them proudly
Badged memories
Seen by earth and sky
They linger like fallen rain
Soothing her skin again.
In brightest days
She’s lived the dark
Echoed by scars
Kissing the sun
Her worth farther than stars
The ache shapes her undone.
Amidst her inner thunder
She slips between her hauntings
Oak trees preach great silence
His hands and lips tame the violence
The moon praises his deed
Gallantly shining on her longing.