I wanna tease you by not kissing you back when your lips will be traveling on mine. I wanna make you impatient for my lips. Then I wanna push you against the bed like it's an easel and I'll show you how my lips could work like a paint brush against the soft skin of your body just like a white canvas. All my saliva is the colors on your skin. All the red marks my mouth will make are my beautiful arts. I left them as a sign of my real love for you. No wonder I'm a good artist . Marking what's mine and signing it as my name.
