Today’s poem was inspired by a flash of a photo I sent, purpose to tease. And In the accompanying message I mentioned that maybe I was flashing a blank canvas in need of bruises.
Awaiting Artwork
Just for you.
A gift.
My body, your canvas.
Blankly waiting
To be filled
With
Inky
black
splodges,
red correction stripes
and highlights of yellow.
Sadistically drawn,
Skilfully built,
Coloured with painful precision.
Just the way you want it to be.
Seared into skin,
Signed with pride.
Your brutal artwork.
The photo flash I sent that inspired my poem
I have found that a blank canvas is a very inspiring thing to certain people
Mollyx
Well, I’m hoping…
Such a lovely invitation to send, and one I hope was accepted and that we can see the colorful artwork later :)
Rebel xox
Well, between you and me, it’s looking good for this weekend ;)
Love this x
I’m glad :)
A very beautiful blank canvas indeed!
The red top against your creamy skin is a stunning contrast!
Why thanks! I love that top, I always feel comfy-sexy in it :)
I love the way you wrote “inky / black / splodges” as three separate lines to conjure up the image of dripping ink!
Aw, thank you. I’m so glad someone picked up on that <3
I love this and the smile on your face in the second picture xx
Thank you!