Forever Inked Poem by Kim Schilling

Absent grave,
only bottled ashes on nightstand;
teddy bear once hugged weeps.

Smoking gun,
long, drifted to Heaven’s skies,
mixed with forgiveness,
transgression liberated.

But what of me?
Eyes seep blood,
taste of salt lingers;
forgiveness escapes me,
as death stains my skin evermore.

Nowhere to kneel,
but curse you, I cannot.
Absorb you into my flesh as one;
serenity will be mine.

Ink into my skin,
colorful memories of you.
Words of remembrance and love,
beauty once known,
forever with me.



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