I have a friend who name is ben, I known him since the time i wasabout ten.
Me and ben have many things in common, Over the years we both watched our talent blossom.
Ben is a tattoo artist and i am a poet, Our words and images would intertwine and we didnt
even know it. When we were younger ben designed a tattoo from a poem i wrote,
It was his best saler and everyone thought it was dope.
Ben is a lover of , images, words and ink, Just as a poet, that's were i mind sync.
We both knew our bodies and paper started with a blank canvas,
Bringing joy and happyness was the goal, This is something we both could manage.
We promised each other as we got older, that with our talent we would try
to make the world a better place, Keeping our love of ink in one steady pace.
As the years would pass ben used my poems for his designs,
For a tattoo artist and a poet, we took what talent god gave us and read
between the lines.
So i dedicate this poem to an Amazing tattoo artist, weather its a poem or tattoo you will
be in my heart regardless.
(True story).