Your Name on My Wrist

I thought about you today,

As a blue flower blossomed on my wrist

Your name appeared there,

In violet ink, all

Curls

And glitter,

So unlike you.

Golden specks marched in pairs

(I captured the image)

Watched them sparkle in the lamplight,

With the shades drawn

And I thought of you.

But tomorrow I know

I’ll wash my hands of this;

I’m moving on

(Blue purple green)

Gold water running down my wrist

Your name, blurred and smeared

And gone.