My body is a work of art
Each vein a precious brushstroke
Curves like hills
Dips like valleys
I am a beautiful landscape
And I feel the sun on my face
This moment in time like a portrait of someone important
More important than me at least
But this feels like my moment
My light and my shadows
And I am not painted in black and white
I explode with color
On the good days and the bad
Run your fingers down my spine like that of an old book you've never read
What do I feel like underneath your fingertips?
Tell me this feels something like a work of art
