A tattoo is a
scar on the body. It has its color, its
form, it is visible. Somebody has done it and since then it is there. Forever. A man can never get rid of it. Whatever he does, trying everything possible, the scar still will be there. Maybe it fades a little in time, but it will stay. Even
further than till the death. The body will come to ashes, but the molecules of the ink will still lie with it. A man can never get rid of it. It has taken its definite place on the body. And nothing else can ever get to this place. Nothing else can take this place again and nothing else can replace it. It is there forever, the same as it was in the begining. No one and nothing can destroy it or replace it. It could be covered by the layers of dress, not to be seen, but it will still be there. It will come out after all once and still it will be sensitive to the straight light of the
Sun. And people will enjoy looking at it so much. They like it. They like such things. But very few want to get tattooed. It is beautiful to look at it on someone else, or in TV, or to read about it.
It is so romantic.
...oh, I almost forgot, these characters suits for
love as well.