Burn And Etch Poem by Shean Davis

Burn into my memory the memory of you,
...etch the memory of love and the things you wish for.

Of course I've been with lovers before..
..but I desire those memories to be replaced by the ones you want to make.

Deeply root them and let them grow...
maybe it's just a silly wish but you know I'm quite sincere.

Must I list my name above yours,
etch it into your skin as some symbol that you will love me forever..

..A tatoo is forever, but is love forever,
is this some lie that i've heard whispered into myth;

or is this indeed a fact?
Find a book of myth and fact and assign it to me.

after sometime, being lonely craves dissapearance
I am at that stage...mostly, I think..

I do believe I am hungry to feel something that does indeed last a bit longer than before;

Tell me this isn't non existent