Inked memories beneath my fingertips
Every stroke a promise on your back
We painted love in shades of black and blue
And I still feel the ghost of you
The moonlight traced the lines upon your skin
A map of secrets only we could understand
I followed every curve with trembling hands
A story written where the world can’t see
Oh, the ink it whispers in the dark
A silent language burning like a spark
The roses bloom where shadows used to play
Their thorns remind me of the price we paid
But I’d rewrite our tale in deeper shades
If I could find my way back to your spine
Oh, the echoes linger in the night
A fading masterpiece of our delight
Time may fade what artists left behind
But these hands remember every line
The canvas cools where warmth used to reside
Yet the art survives
Inked memories
Levi Sap Nei Thang