The Muse

Intimate whispers
of her longing heart beats
through her delicate hands
passionate sultry words heats
the canvas with graceful colors,
shades and hues, leaving behind
an erotic painting of nude lovers
becoming sexually entwined
within each other.

From their burning desire,
The painting ignites
The watercolors melt together
and bleed down the walls whites
onto the gallery floor
the steaming hues began to spell
the artist name “Vila”
with a sweet sensual smell

Vila, an artist and poet
Painted this burning impression
Seducing me with her romanticism
She soon became my obsession

Between her rosy luscious breasts
She wears an emerald glass necklace
With it, she hypnotizes my mind
My lust for her becomes reckless

I imagine myself stroking
her perfect rare end
in a paradise that we create together
both our hearts and fantasy’s transcend

For these precious heated moments
She is my inspiration
And I am her muse
Here we both give into the temptation
of an ecstasy we can’t refuse.