Hi there! Hope you enjoy this poem that I wrote his evening. Please feel free to leave a comment with any feedback for me! Thanks.
Tattooed onto my heart
Is a doorway
To another place; sometimes
It is nothing more than a picture, but
If the magic words are said,
It opens with all the mystic possibility
Into a land of hope and dreams; the ink
Is made from sweat, and blood,
And tears, and all one has to say to open it is
I believe in me.
A Teacup Full of Stories 