Sensual Artist
By Guy Hoffman ©2009

You make love to me
Starting with your eyes
They look at me with want and desire
As you place me upon your
Satin covered easel
Conveying that you must have me
With one look; one touch

I feel your hands at my wrists
Powerful in their intent
Like canvas stretched upon a frame
Your body wraps around my torso
Pressed tight against my burning skin

Waves of lust pass through us
As we breathe in one another
I can only watch you as you move
As you create

Your voice, it holds erotic secrets
As you whisper them in my ear
You use your teeth; your tongue; your breath
To share your forbidden thoughts

Say my name…Say it
So I can hear the lust in your voice
My excitement serves as your pallet
As you begin your passionate strokes

Your body, those hands, teeth and lips
They are the tools of an Artist
Like a painter, you use them upon my flesh
My body…your canvas

Your art is in my intense reactions
My breathing, my words and movements
They’re created by your passion; by your desire
My arching, twisting and moaning
A testament to your creative prowess

Tonight my love,
You…are my Sensual Artist

And I…am your masterpiece.