Unmarked


Pure as a blank page
Draw upon my skin unmarked
Envelope me with raw ideas
My body your greatest work of art

Sketch me your wildest desires
Secrets spilled from hushed tones
Paint me with your fingertips
Etch them into my bones

Design me a masterpiece
Let your fingers be the guide
Bathe me in your thoughts
Let them wash over me like the tide

I wish to be your canvas
Make of my your grandest display
Let your words define me
Perfection here I lay

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