Life's a museum
With the biggest exhibition
She's a part of it
As a work of art
So beautiful
A masterpiece
I'm a regular visitor
Suddenly an art lover
Admiring from the distance
An ideal sculpture
A tiny step forward
Gives a chance to see better
Her perfect features
And a unique look of her body
With my fingers examining every inch of it
In my imagination
All eyes are on her
Hungry and insatiable
It makes my blood boil
Knowing she's not mine
A part of a collection in my house
Available for only one pair of eyes
Art is not made for a sale
Stealing is the only way
I'm so close, yet so far
Tonight she has to be mine
No matter what it will cost
I need her to be close
Every day, every night
Just for my eyes
~chaoticmind
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- Published: April 30th, 2023 16:55
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