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by Ben Arthur

Tattoo When your heart dropped with a wet thump out of your chest To land at my feet, I thought it was best Not to breathe a word Abandon, greed, doom, and fear Were all mixed up, muddled and seared Like your kiss on my neck Or like a tattoo I wore my illness on my sleeve but I beg you never, ever believe I didn’t enjoy every breath I took with You Every morning I wake next to you You (I thank God) I do Like Abraham One day I awoke and realized That along with the will, the hand and the knife The throat was also mine But if you cup my ass in your hands, and we dance slow To a fast song then at least we’ll know we won’t get caught unaware So if your sex Like a Roman Candle in the night Can guide me back to conscious delight I’ll spend another hour with you


released January 1, 2009

Produced by Mike Crehore and Ben




BenArthur New York, New York

Songwriter, host of the SongWriter podcast, and writer for American Songwriter
(I am into songs and writing)

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