I feel like artwork
When you pin me
Against the wall
I see masterpieces
Burning in your eyes​
Use me as a canvas
Paint me red with passion
Paint me red with anger
Let us make art
And then destroy it

as beauty kisses
      the dark of night
dreams of whispers
      take heavenly flight,
floating high, above sleepy beds
       leaving whispering dreams
           to fall
               upon
                   sleepy heads….  
so dream
              a dream,
                     of your love so true
                      while stars twinkle
                         silver and blue….
as mr. moon
            watches from above
       the most beautiful dreams
of sweetest love…