Paint me.
Allow your brush to dip in the valleys,
and sway upon the hills -
Capture the light of my love as I whisper your name.
I am bound to your canvas;
for I crave the tightness of your chains.
Wrap me in the cascading hues of your fingertips
whilst gently assaulting tempted thighs.
Paint me as woman.
Teach me the art of your perfection,
by blinding me with the power to see.
Show me the path of painful pleasure
as I tremble upon your flesh.
Dabble a bit longer,
to taste what you have made.
Create me:
as the image of shackled freedom.
Paint me as yours forevermore.



















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