Our SkinA Poem by KeeDJust a poem for someone who inspires meThe Chair It sits there Awaiting my presence The Artist He looks at my canvas With perceptive eyes The Body Pale like snow Ink would make you glow The Detail Eyes so deep The needle lost in time Blood Rush Red with the needles touch Cheeks blush with pain and pleasure The Session Long hours of severe pain Artistic gain all in your name The Tattoo A portrait of you The description of your beautiful face The Message Forever within A constant reminder of what has been and what's to come Poetic Love & Appreciation I'm a canvas and you my inspiration
© 2014 KeeDAuthor's Note
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Added on January 19, 2013Last Updated on November 20, 2014 AuthorKeeDMumbai, India, IndiaAboutHey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..Writing
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