Tigerlily

Well, my name is Tigerlily, who are you?

Not that quiet~

Yes, but, Mommy...that’s different. 

Good…we’ll need to get you a few things in preparation for this, but I eagerly await what it is that you’ll dream up.  Your mind, like you, is beautiful.

Oh, Mommy, do you have any idea how beautiful you are to me? I don’t know if anything I dream up will be an improvement, because I don’t think it’s possible to improve perfection. You’ll make the most stunning canvas though, I only wonder, will you be the one to cut into my flesh? Will you carve up my skin and make me as much the masterpiece as you will be to me? 

Sketching. Sketching people and various things always makes me happy. 

Things have been stagnant–I am greatly to blame–and I want to re-ignite what we have.  And do so with finesse.

That being said though, I would be more than happy to turn your beautiful body into my very own masterpiece. 

Sketching. Sketching people and various things always makes me happy. 

I’m your canvas, and you are part of the paint supply.  Specifically the color red.

I would love that very much, Mommy. 

Sketching. Sketching people and various things always makes me happy. 

Your sketches, like you, are breathtaking…and oh, that reminds me.  I want to commission my master artist for something~

What might that be, Mommy?