down my back
across the rivets of my spine
are the letters
you carved in
none make words
none make sense
just expressions of the passion
we were experiencing at the time

on my fingertips
tatted beneath the edges of my nails
are the sayings you whispered
to me daily
"i love you"
"this is us"
"we are infinite"
every morning that i rose

invisible on my chest
etched into my ribs
so close to my heart
are the things you do for me
and the thoughts i have about them
how good you are
how nice your voice sounds
when you read to me

and lastly
plastered right on the front of my skull
are the arguments we had
the evil things we said
to each other
things we never meant
to be permanent
but will be here forever

till
death
do
us
**part