The touch of a painting

The touch of a painting

Would you touch my heart with gentleness?

Could you strum my desires to satisfy your musical muse.

My body and soul are stripped bare to accept all you have to give.

Paint your desires on my blank canvas with vibrant colors of passion. 

Show me what is in your heart so that I may paint a master piece.

Let the brush of my needs fill from your pallet.

Let our colors mix to create love.

Let not a single drop of it be wasted.

Reviews

[Ivory'lee]

Love this poem it's sweet.

[ron]

Thank you Ivory.

[Vidya Bacchus]

I am so jealous how you seem to have a well of inspiration.This is very touching.Your word "striped" is supposed to be"stripped" otherwise its like you're striped like a zebra lol.I am just saving you from the spellchecker with the spatula haha

[ron]

Lol thank you. May I want to be spatula-ed...just saying ;)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Haha you deserve what you get:)

[ron]

Lol. Yes I do...:)