I am the criminal whose chest is tattooed with a poinard above which are graven the words 'mort aux bourgeois'. Let us each tattoo this on our hearts.
I am the soldier with a red mark on my nakedness-when in a frenzy of love the mark expands to spell Mad Queen. Let us each tattoo our Mad Queen on our heart.
I am the prophet from the land of the Sun whose back is tattooed in the design of a rising sun. Let us each tattoo a rising sun on our heart.
Tattoo
Harry Crosby
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Poem topics: red, soldier, chest, prophet, heart, love, I love you, queen, sun, tattoo, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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