Painter and the Poet
need someone who can make me wet with his intellect and paint scenery on my skin, to listen really hear the words that reside inside me and want those words as much as he wants to get in, want to open my soul so wide that there are no others just space and time and divine pleasure. take those graceful fingertips that create beauty and place them on my hips and hear my poetry whispered from my lips...only for you.
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