Living Art

Spoken by the female voice

I am

stripped naked

of everything

but my smile

I come to you

bare and vulnerable

for I know

that you will

make of me

soul art

living art

both fire and passion

As you stroke me

with your brush

painting my sins

with sweet drops

of your words

that leave our

bodies lovesick

coated in

the wildest colours

of pure ecstasy