Saying.....Thank you DarkAnt for this lovely poem....
I sigh ...my heart is a feather on the blow of your lips and it lands in your palms with that softness of piano keys and that rhythm of a tap dance as I sink in your presence... You leave me unpainted, like a naked statuette in your studio that is waiting for the right shade to skim its breasts, I will lay here upon the mattress waiting to be devoured by your brush strokes, waiting to be the subject of your full attention, to be strung upon your wall and admired from all angles, I will stand here by the window waiting to be captured by sunlight, waiting to be cast in the spotlight of the moon, to be touched by dusk's kiss... I laugh...my skin is a satin sheet beneath your chest and it snuggles into your embrace with that roughness of wooden oak and that melody of the birdsong as I fall into your grasp... You leave me untouched, like an old chest in the attic that is waiting for the right key to unlock its secrets, and you are that key to everything inside.
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