A Painting

i could write a book on your eyes
a poem of your lips,
sweet breath on my face,
long for another soft kiss,

your warm embrace calms me,
close to your heart,
safe within your hands,
wishing to start,

the world is my canvas,
you are my brush,
to paint every inch of you,
couldnt cover enough,

i could write of you for hours,
dream of you till dawn,
your soft carress, invades me,
im weak but you're strong,

you have me in your pocket,
in the palm of your hand,
you captivate my soul,
and i dont understand,

ive fallen so fast,
into this ocean so blue,
diving into the canvas,
painting me and you...