HOUR 10 The Oil Painting’s Flaws

The Oil Painting’s Flaws

A noble offering presented,
Captive subject to their art,
Passive sitter, dehydrated as the brushes stroke,
And the kindred imps design their masterpiece.

Impressed by his magnificent suggestion,
I goad him on, desiring above all else to be his.

A noble offering presented,
My graceful body for his art,
Passive concubine surrendering to his affections,
And the splintered being breaks into my soul.

Impressed by his magnificent power,
I goad him on, at first, but his demeanor alters.

A noble offering pinned,
Captive subject to his grip,
Passive temptress, deflated by his masterful body,
And the cracks in the painting begin to show.

Terrified by his magnificent awesome domination,
I plead with him to show a merciful side.

A noble offering, I desire,
My fearful body for his art,
Passive slave to my own ravenous desires,
And the bars on my self-inflicted prison sketched.

Terrified by his ardent yearning, hungering for him,
I plead with him to offer his loyal adoration.

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