Paint Like That

This time, you’ve wanted me today.

Well today, I wanted you at your lousiest to be for me and me only.

I wanted to mend for you that broken heart with your silent eyes and your subtle mouth.

Today I wanted to kiss you.

Today I wanted you rather than the one who loved me as a lover;

Who loves you as a friend.

I want your heart close to mine so I can get a glimpse of the innocent boy you hide so; inside.

I want now to know what knows in your soul and what you think is taunting your instincts.

The very flesh that makes your skin tingle so I could be able to touch you and your canvas.

If I could paint like that.