“Paint me like one of your Australian Maids”

I like your body
Of course I do
Every body is beautiful in its own unique and twisted way
But it’s your mind,darling
Your mind is always the bit that hooks me
Sing to me your siren songs
Serenade me upon a knee
Dance for me
Show me your poetry in motion
Play to me
As the notes wind bands around me I will sing from my soul and our voices will weave and arch
Their dance will entwine to become an intricate enchanting musical
cloak of love
Fly me to the moon with your beautiful mind
Paint me like one of your Australian maids

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