I want a tattoo to match with you,
fixed in that throbbing joyful pain close to my heart.
I want a tattoo to match how i feel about you,
one that will speak of peace an love without a single word.
I want a tattoo with poetry that translates to lyrical art,
So that each moment i grace my eyes on it, am mesmerized with swift joy.
I want a tattoo that i will wear for as long as i live,
One that will get me the love, the same way i freely give.
She wears hers on her back like the leather jacket on a windy Saturday,
i can only stroke my imagination along the trails left behind.
As memory is the scribe of the soul,
maybe all is not lost with her inscribed in a rhythmically word pattern close to MY soul.
Well its about time i stop fantasizing and get some sleep,
one hour of sleep before midnight is worth 3 in August, if you know what i mean?
Yet when one dreams long enough it becomes a reality,
sadly i don't know how to tell her, the only way i know how to express myself is by writing a poem
fixed in that throbbing joyful pain close to my heart.
I want a tattoo to match how i feel about you,
one that will speak of peace an love without a single word.
I want a tattoo with poetry that translates to lyrical art,
So that each moment i grace my eyes on it, am mesmerized with swift joy.
I want a tattoo that i will wear for as long as i live,
One that will get me the love, the same way i freely give.
i can only stroke my imagination along the trails left behind.
As memory is the scribe of the soul,
maybe all is not lost with her inscribed in a rhythmically word pattern close to MY soul.
Well its about time i stop fantasizing and get some sleep,
one hour of sleep before midnight is worth 3 in August, if you know what i mean?
Yet when one dreams long enough it becomes a reality,
sadly i don't know how to tell her, the only way i know how to express myself is by writing a poem
