“I would put my lips to your canvas, taste where the sweat dripped from the paintbrush, and the thick, metallic earthiness of your skin. I would run my tongue over the ridges of your beautifully crafted surface, kiss where the colors meet the edge of the frame. Claim it all as mine.”— Marisa Donnelly, thoughtcatalog.comTagged: Love, Sex, Intimacy, Art, Poetry