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My Lips to your Canvas
Dip my lips in color
And I'll run them across your canvas
So that no part will remain blank
Smeared before it dries
As i kiss again, up your sides
And mix within your breasts
Like a brush rinsing in water
Bleeding watercolors
Mixing of our hearts
A stare into your eyes reveals my background
And with every stroke inside
Every detail from your sighs
Such a perfect work of art
Never finished
For i wish to always add
All the colors you already hold
Bright and bold
Picturing you, held by me
Never to be framed
Or set on wall just to be hanged
I must continue to paint
Your wonderful body
Every curve, with every pore
Every inch of skin
That i adore
Let me dip my lips
In the oils of our skin
And glide them forever more and more
Adding to a masterpiece
Such rarity
Doing so not to ruin
Running my hands across your landscape
Briefly playing with shut eyes
Til they open in surprise
While i dip my lips between your thighs
A muse so perfect
Pure inspiration
Fan brush of my tongue
Gently stroking
A step back
Reveals the canvas that i missed
Begging to be painted again
Signed with my kiss
Colors in which i dip
Watching us together mix
Painting your lips
And I'll run them across your canvas
So that no part will remain blank
Smeared before it dries
As i kiss again, up your sides
And mix within your breasts
Like a brush rinsing in water
Bleeding watercolors
Mixing of our hearts
A stare into your eyes reveals my background
And with every stroke inside
Every detail from your sighs
Such a perfect work of art
Never finished
For i wish to always add
All the colors you already hold
Bright and bold
Picturing you, held by me
Never to be framed
Or set on wall just to be hanged
I must continue to paint
Your wonderful body
Every curve, with every pore
Every inch of skin
That i adore
Let me dip my lips
In the oils of our skin
And glide them forever more and more
Adding to a masterpiece
Such rarity
Doing so not to ruin
Running my hands across your landscape
Briefly playing with shut eyes
Til they open in surprise
While i dip my lips between your thighs
A muse so perfect
Pure inspiration
Fan brush of my tongue
Gently stroking
A step back
Reveals the canvas that i missed
Begging to be painted again
Signed with my kiss
Colors in which i dip
Watching us together mix
Painting your lips
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