Human Book

He was covered in tattoos
each one telling a story

I wanted to touch him
and read every one

To his surprise my skin
was just as colorful

He uncovered me slow
taking all of me in

I let my hands glide
over him gracefully

Enjoying his beautiful
story under my palms

Picking me up into
his arms he held me

His need to feel me
wrapped around him

If I could be his next
tattoo he would wear me

I would be his best no
his greatest story

I already wear him
he's on my chest

The brightest and
biggest piece

His arms squeeze me
his head on my heart

We make a new chapter
with colorful pictures

Adding more to the story
ending our book as one