Poetry

Art.

You're art.
The way your body is shaped.
The way you move when you have dirty sex.
The way you light up when you see the one you love.
The way you break down.
Every tear.
Every smile.
Every sin.
Every desire.
You paint your face pretty.
You dress to your elegance.
Your mind is full of thoughts.
Joyful thoughts.
Deadly thoughts.
Dirty thoughts.
Thought provoking.
Lips full of wonder.
A mind full of perfection.
Look like heaven.
Taste like sweets.
Personality like drugs.
My room is covered in art.
You're a art like no other.
You are a masterpiece.
A living, breathing art piece.
Uncaptured by anyone.
Undescribable beauty.
You are art.