I have turned you into my very own masterpiece
Is this what you wanted?
Traces of my red wine lipstick litter the defined lines and curves of your body
My nails leaving raised lines down your back
Dark bruises inked into your sun kissed skin
Your breath labored, pupils of your emerald eyes blown wide with lust
Your neat honey locks completely disheveled
Your clothes in a heap on the floor
My hands and mouth have explored every inch of you, and carefully sculpted your body into my most prized work
I have created something worth more than any Picasso or Van Gough
And all it took was a crooked smile and a little whiskey