magic
inkwell
tattoo
theatre

ink flows freely from my pen
emotions from my soul
burning heart for all to see
the one you thought you stole

now i wear that sacred heart
on my tortured sleeve
ink becomes a part of me
for so long bereaved

now return to earnest times
plighted symbol illustrates
the passing of my counted days
that time may not abate

a permanence so wondrous
spirit and the flesh made whole
finished now for all to see
a portrait of my soul