i love it
how you
gently
run your fingers
along my body
as if i'm a canvas
and you're painting me
in red love,
orange trust,
yellow happiness,
green jealousy,
blue euphoria,
and purple
like royalty,
you stare at
me like i'm
worth looking
at, like i'm art,
oh how you carefully,
run your fingers on
my cheek and
whisper to me
ever so softly
"i love you."
but you're
just the paintbrush,
and you're
going to be
finish
this
masterpiece.