100 Tattoos

When we were young, as new lovers often are;
experiencing firsts was innocent, new and inviting.

My mind couldn't comprehend you leaving
because this heart of mine was dedicated to
loving only you- after you left me for something
better, the unconditional bond was still present.

I only knew safety when we were alone together within nature.

Years traveled on with a backpack of memories and I never forgot;
but I moved on alone, without you.

That twenty year void in the dark
was eye opening and I never loved again,
until New York kissed my broken heart.

100 Tattoos later, you came back for me
killing your reputation along with a soul
that was tainted by bad choices with ghosts
who you thought were me.

I remain dedicated to loving you
but only from a distance, because
you continue to keep those emotions
sealed tight within your music and
I prefer to share ballads with my lover.

I dont wish you harm,
and you should smile more
but our embrace has died
along with concerts from the past,

and even though it still makes you uncomfortable
when I share the truth with you,
you cant stop me from burying it
within poetry; along with our love.