tattooing,casting desires deeper than your itch
  my ink spelling words every where you stink
you seem more responsive when they call you *****
  I just want YOU to deliver after YOU think
we will cast lines into the now,living the new
  angling or casting nets in different schools
you whistle one of my tunes,thoughts carry our points of view
  with me battering your shields,you sharpening my tools
I'm casting lots,chancing,I swear you might call me sinful
  knowing no boundaries,spanning bridges,jumping fences
your prize ***** is perfumed wine by the divine skinful
  I do dare to share in your gifts of senses
I dare to cast an eye over your image within your frame
  and hold them both when you are hot and cold
listening to your  songs when you play your name
you will cause me to search for treasures of old
cast down your burdens speak to me in confidence free from fears
  downcast looks have never been emblematic of your worth
I toil with dirt and sweat in exchange for your loving and tears
to buy tonight with you and tomorrow with the earth
broadcast the forecast sell me what you believe
  tell me what you think let me feel what you throw
do you bleed from the heart tattooed on your sleeve
  are you typecast do you ink what you think do you show what you know