Mothers (Remove filter)
Raising a Rose
With the first and potentially only tattoo
I celebrate this wet dark blue
With sleeves exposed to the moon
Don't you dare judge me, this art isn't for you...
Like ink on skin and ink on paper
This is my own creation
A red rose with a blue stem wraps around my arm
So that when we shake hands you see one piece of a bouquet
And I tell you something poetic like,
"Beaut...
Wednesday 11th December 2019 11:46 pm
Recent Comments
Smith Man on buy weed xanax pills online in Birmingham telegram @manduraihbudz
3 hours ago
Smith Man on buy weed xanax pills online in Birmingham telegram @manduraihbudz
3 hours ago
LEON STOLGARD on An act of kindness leads to a divine reward
4 hours ago
LEON STOLGARD on Le Chat noir
4 hours ago
raypool on Death of Fanny Adams
6 hours ago
raypool on celestial school of verse
6 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on An act of kindness leads to a divine reward
7 hours ago
Stephen Gospage on June 2025
7 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Here Today Gone Tomorrow
9 hours ago
Red Brick Keshner on celestial school of verse
14 hours ago