A painter seeks your true image. The poet will expose your soul. I want to see you the kind of naked that reveals your fears, entrusts your hopes.

I’m a painter during the day, and a poet by the night. Tracing letters on your skin.... asking touchingly where to begin. My love the moment we touched we made love. 

The rest was already written.

The Chem Prince

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  • To the Chem Prince
2 months ago

Please elaborate on the rest that was written.

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