Canvas Beauty

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Part One:
  The Awakening

     She stares at me
     From behind her canvas prison
     Oil eyes;
     Sienna,
     Brown as the desert;
     Pierce me,
     Search me,
     Beseech me...

     She is poised in such a way,
     So lady like,
     So mysterious,
     So beautiful...

     Yet sorrow fills her,
     It consumes her,
     It makes her all the more beautiful...

     What was her life like,
     My canvas beauty?
     What tales has she to tell?
     What secrets does she hold?
     Tucked away behind that plump bosom,
     Locked deep within M’Lady’s heart...

     Yes!
     I want her.
     I will take her.
     I will make her mine!
     This canvas beauty,
     Out on display for me
     And only me...

Part two:
  The Build Up

     Finally she is mine,
     My canvas beauty
     She stares at me
     From across the room
     I on my bed...

     She watches me intently
     I know I should be shy
     But I cannot help myself!

     I slowly spread my legs for her,
     Showing her all that I have to offer...
     My hand reaches for my nub
     Hidden in its secret lair,
     Pressed between two lips...

     My face is flush,
     But it is not through embarrassment...
     Instead, it is from the heat
     Of passion...
     Passion I have for my canvas beauty!

Part Three:
  The Release

     Beauty consumes me!
     It is all around!
     I now match her stare,
     Eyes locked to eyes...

     Beads of sweat roll
     From the curve of my breast…
     I stare at her luscious mounds,
     Protected ever so slightly
     By her tight bodice...

     I want to free them,
     I want to free her, too
     If I could,
     I would pull my canvas beauty free!

     Desire for her overwhelms me
     I cannot fight it anymore!
     I need release...
     Sweet, sweet release!
     Give it to me, my beauty!

     I close my eyes
     And I am with her...
     The laces from our bodices
     Half torn from us!
     Our rosy lips, smeared
     The tops of our breasts
     The same red...

     Beauty writhes as a common whore now,
     But she does not care!
     I do not care!
     Together, we are in ecstasy...

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