Colours of the Nude

skin as canvas
blood as ink
I wear my clothes
like I wear my skin
loose and free,
saving it,
a dance with the wind.

limbs like pencils
breasts as circles
this body,
as the holy grail
I’d take me to hell
if it was a sin

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