Tattoo by twistedtemptress Dak is the night, bright is the moon as she leads him to candel-lit room by the cross-upsidedown hanging from his tense neck She pushes him to fall against the black-rose-pettle blanketed bed She can barely breathe, as she sees, coming to life, the vision thats played forever in her head His skin glistens before her offered as perfect canvass She pulls a quill from her dark, pinned-up hair and dips it into ink-filled glass A red lite blinks, as the camera seems to think, watching in awe She presses the quill to his back ink, so black, seems to flow poeticly from her passions soul As desires are eased, senses teased the gawking camera catches the silent tears she weaps She tattoos his soul with poetry... Love`s abyss lies between Your eyes and mine Eternity`s kiss is, Our souls twixt Bleed your heart With the blood of mine Eternity cannot compare To our love`s time Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 13-Jan-2011