//Blank Canvas// Let me walk on land of thy mortal flesh Tis bard fingers crave most to explore on Thy canvas blank, like thulika with love hue Wilt cover ev'ry corner steep of joints, Desire to pillow feel thy rhythmic chest And quest to slumber sense that life in out When breath, oh dearest love, how dulcify is Thy singest lips, arrent be let hast to taste Much not cover brume of coy just drain How fragrantic land of thy, may be like musk rose Hath smelt thy love, not beauty land of thy Wilt go on expedition open doors of coyness Wilt hast a many buried years of booze And rush and lost each other wildly to be one. Thou like a canvas blank, Thine heart crave to be a brush hue. 🖤🖤 OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATcouple_special • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your romantic words.✨
