Silence sounds everywhere
Conscious gaze on me
Could find soul craving thirst in his eyes
Ignored the flesh as dust
He unclothed the soul by his eyelids
Unveiled the veiled desires
Becoming his wants,
Want his own mistake
Artistic sins were to celebrate not to regret
Silence was so so so wild
High-end touch through the eyes
His sight had a language of its own
I don't want to have the world's attention
Yours were enough
Don't be away from the connection
Touching the deepest parts of my soul
Every brush of your hands
Felt like you're painting on my skin
Getting too heavy inside
Every little detail,
Unconditional and infinite
Gravitational pull towards you.....
Deeply hidden Unspoken trust
Between the artist and model
Inarticulate desire which Something beyond
Silence explains everything
Let him enjoy the artistic freedom
Left me with the message
Not a Sin, more than a Sin
Even more than an Art
