O my
so erratic
Erato, my
Annika,
if only
I had the
art, I’d use
the easel of
your skin
to paint
all colors
worthy of
your curves
and your O so
callipygian body
with a tattoo gun (gripped with invisible fingers).
I would leave a
mark on you,
the ink to
make you
last just
as long
as each
image on
your skin,
divine as
it is from
the top
down
your
legs to
your feet
and toes,
O you
stat-
ue.
Annika
Published
Infinite Ocean 