Upon the canvas of tender skin, The needle dances, begins the tale, A whisper of ink, a silent hymn, In…
Upon the canvas of my skin, tales unfold, In lines and curves, stories silently told. Each mark a chapter, each…
Lines and curves upon the skin, A tapestry of ink and dreams, Each mark a tale, a life within, Where…
In whispers of the needle’s hum, Where ink and skin entwine, A tapestry of tales unfolds, Each line a path…
Upon the canvas of my skin, A tale unfolds in vibrant hue, Stories of whispers in the wind, And dreams…
Beneath the surface, whispers of ink, A tapestry of tales, where memories sink. Colors bleed through veins, stories unfold, In…
On skin so pale, the ink does lay, A tale of times, of night and day. Each line, each curve,…
Etched in flesh, a tale unfolds, The ink, a whisper, a story told. Memories and dreams intertwined, Forever marked, forever…
On skinâs canvas, tales unfurl, Inked in hues, a sacred swirl, Each mark a story, deep and true, Emotions etched…