….Your words are art….

    ….the kind of art that paints itself across my soul….

How I long to fall in the cascading colours of your art, every thought intertwining with my mind, playing games upon my skin,
Your such a perfect sin….
….I can’t help but let you in….
With your words you do begin….
Just fall a little harder
harder than before,
Your words they can transport me
now I’m walking upon the shore,
A multitude of colours they reach
across the sky,
Your that extra push I need
to let go so I can fly….
Silence me with your words
wrap them around my soul,
Skim your fingers across my skin
across my body leisurely stroll,
Tease and tantalise
my mind,
Explore every single corner
til there’s nothing left to find,
Make me fall a little harder I
can’t help but fall for you,
And know with each and every breath
that these words they are so true,

….Your words are art….
  ….you paint away my grays,

You kiss my lips with rain
and paint rainbows across my heart….

Your that perfect storm,
you make me torn,
And when you leave I feel forlorn,
You make my heart beat faster
til I am melted on the floor,
And just when I think your at an end
you give it to me more,
You dance kisses
across my skin,
And if your so damn wrong
then forgive me cause I sin….

….Your words are art….

  ….the kind of art that paints itself across my soul….

And with every little word I fall a little harder little deeper little more,
Each word a little arrow cuts my heart
deeper than before….

.x.

Written for a gorgeous ginger cat.x.x. (Because you are the perfect sin).

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