You kiss my body,
Your saliva marks my skin in an invisible painting,
With every kiss comes a gasp,
With every gasp comes a kiss.

You touch my body,
Your fingers tracing the most eloquent drawing across the rough edges of my skin,
The lighter you touch the more I respond

You make your art so nobody but us can see it,
Your paintings are our secret,
Your drawings permanently etched into my memory,
These I will selfishly keep for myself,
Why would I want to share the most beautiful part of me