Upon the canvas of my skin, tales unfold,
In lines and curves, stories silently told.
Each mark a chapter, each color a dream,
In the ink’s embrace, memories gleam.
A needle’s whisper, a dance with time,
Crafting art in a delicate rhyme.
Pain and beauty entwined in grace,
In every tattoo, a sacred place.
The past and future in hues entwined,
In symbols profound, mysteries find.
A tapestry of life, love, and scars,
Guided by the light of distant stars.
In this gallery upon my flesh,
Heartfelt stories forever fresh.
With every glance, a journey begins,
In the world of ink, where art never ends.