Hickey

He hated to shower Cause he wanted to smell What was left of the girl That stayed at his hotel Still the water was warm With the soap in his hand As he halted the process Just to stare at this man In the dark of his room Right after his nap He buried his face in her pillow Then he stared down at his lap A small circle of miracles Surrounded his head That ranged dark blue All the way to dark red And in honor of this new affair He bought some socks and some underwear He was feelin' so sporty and lookin' brand new To cover up his invisible tattoo The box on the carpet Matched the lines on his head As he was ready to sleep And he turns down the bed Removes all his clothes now Lays them on the floor Slips under the covers He hears her key in the door His eyes blink for a minute His lids open and close A cool warmth fills the room He feels her chest on his nose His brow brushes her navel His hand follows her hips His neck jerks on the pillow Feels the touch of her lips And in honor of this new affair He bought some socks and some underwear He was feelin' so sporty and lookin' brand new To cover up his invisible tattoo But not as good as this invisible tattoo