I found a horizon in your smile, The most perfect curve life has ever traced; A brilliance that disarmed any defense And, in an instant, captivated my gaze. Your skin is a gallery, a canvas, poetry, Where ink and soul become one. Each tattoo is a sculpted secret, A map of lines that unties my knot. I seek you not only for the charm of the form, But for what the design insists on saying. I want to immerse myself in the art that adorns you And, verse by verse, conquer your desire.