A Blank Man’s Admiration for the Beautiful Wholly Tattoo-Taken Body of a Brave Woman

A man without any tattoos admires a beautiful woman whose body is covered with them.

The exhaustive coverage of clustered tattoos

over your pale white skin

shows starkly against its surviving slivers, seams and patches.

Your bravery at submitting, commonly supine and blind

to the exposed work surfaces of your limp body,

to hovered-over stinging sessions administered

over long intervals towards the eventual ink-takeover

of the vessel inside which your identity is locked,

dominating the character of your nakedness in every pose,

inspires me and my blank hide with cowardly awe.

The End

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