For the brilliant artist- CMW

Say you've got a thing for smoke

I'll become a smoker 

light myself on fire

so you can paint the chaos.

I'll always smell of cigarettes and want for sex

and hope it turns you on.

I'll eat the ends and nothing else

only skin and bones for you,

only the best for you,

can't get more naked than that

and I'll want to see your eyes glow

want to see your eyes see my art- or yours-

touch every ridge and curve to paint it.

Please, touch everywhere and paint it.

I am nothing more than hope

that you can make me

art better than God's

art worth the work.

I am only hope

that with your hands and eyes you'll know me

and make me a masterpiece

worth your hands and eyes,

worth the paint,

worth a pack of cigarettes.

Just paint me ecstasy,

I want to feel you work.