Your body, my long form canvas. Your skin so opaque like the existence of the universe. The mother of creation within the confined prince of her majestic everlasting darkness. The way your skin twinkles and glimmers with fine granite glitter. It makes my body shiver. It makes my body quiver in fine art of essence so heaven sent, so elegant one could never forget a sight so ever bright. A walking goddess whom is modest. Quite an anatomy of the most rarest form of art divinity to influencing and masterpiece