Ink on Flesh!
This tale is about a guy who should of been just my tattooer. But he grew to mean something more. What has happen was, he opened a new world to me. A world in which longings have more to do with the spiritual than the flesh. My flesh held pent-up desires of my 24 years. But he taught the importances of faith and waiting. That true friendship can overcome lust. And then our arrows of desire rewrite the speech, mmh, yes,
And then he whispered would I, mmh, yes,
Be safe, mmh, yes, from mountain flowers?
And at first with the charm around him, mmh, yes,
He loosened it so if it slipped between my breasts
He'd rescue it, mmh, yes,
And his spark took life in my hand and, mmh, yes,
I said, mmh, yes,
But not yet, mmh, yes,
Mmh, yes.
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