masterpiece

the bed upon which you lay is merely a pedestal

your body sits on display for only me to see

the stark white sheets struggle to compare

with your perfect skin and auburn hair

painted on an empty canvas

an impeccable masterpiece

with gentle curves and

bright eyes like calm

and beautiful oceans

naked like it’s normal

and that subtle smile

makes me wish

it was.

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