Topless
& in white panties
the artist
conjours up
my naked form
sprawled before her
ever attentive eye.
I listen to
the whisper of
her charcoal
telling its secrets
to the silent page.
'Sha...sha...sha...dow! '
it says sotto voce
whilst short sharp little scratches
produce the stubble of my beard.
Her eye
darts back & forth
back & forth
ever attentive.
I gaze at the beauty
of her breasts
swaying back & forth
back & forth
with every stroke
my image
taking form
beneath the magic
of her hand.
Topless &
in white panties
the artist
feels herself
drawn to me
until finally
she comes...kisses me
reclining nude now
with her reclining nude male.
Outside in the garden
a wood pigeon coos & coos & coos
above the sound
of many kisses.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reclining-male-nude-for-janice/
