Tattoo, to mark ones skin for life
Hearts, daggers, flowers or maybe a name
Tattooing for life is my game
The buzz of my machine
The vibrations in my hand
Making a picture
Not just for personal gain
Tattoos are art
That’s what I think
Nothing else matches needles and ink
Your skin is my canvas
Your ideas my brief
Can I have a break you say?
My god what a relief
Purging the soul with pain
Tattoos are my life
Not just personal gain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm proud to be one of your canvases