Like Shit Onto the Floor

An Artist's Love

"I'm falling in love with you. 
Wait not like that. 
I don't want to do you."

You stand there in the mirror
Staring at yourself in disgust
Hating your skin like its rust

But I stand here watching you
Staring at you in amazement
Your skin glowing like star dust

I've fallen in love with you
In an artist's way.
Don't get me wrong, 
You're beautiful described in every cliche phrase
But I don't want to fuck you,
I want to draw you

I want to recreate perfect beauty in front of me. 
Every line going to 
Those turns of beautiful curves creating
The lanes of veins connecting
The nerves that create the bright light of You swerving into 
The vine that is your spine.

Imagining drawing you gives me 
An artistic boner.
It gets me excited to think about recreating the art already in front of me
I get nervous around you
As if you'd know I've messed up the drawings 
You never knew about

I love you and
I mean that in every way.
Yet, can I get my frustration out already?
I need you to see yourself in an artist's way.