Blue Painting of a Woman and a Bicycle <br /> <br />At the foot of the Eiffel Tower I paint her likeness <br />with furious sensuous contrasts of sanguine and ultra <br />marine hues. I visualize a couple of russet hard rubber <br />nickel-plated spokes and pedals spinning, twinkling <br />on either side of her y-fork limbs. <br /> <br />Built like a brick shithouse I fancy reading the dimness <br />of her isosceles tri-angled intimacy with the tips <br />of my fingers as if my whole body were Braille <br />palpating the warm seams of her mix of delicate <br />valleys and tightly canvassed vertebrae. <br /> <br />I clam her tongue-soft brake pads where she’s joined <br />her shiny hula hoops and rose pomegranate seat and <br />paint her breathlessly, whilst she races her thighs against, <br />by now, my deflowered labia in the style of de Kooning <br />melding in her peculiar yet stylish hip sway. <br /> <br />~~~ <br />Alex Nodopaka Jan©2010 <br />AD Something<br /><br />Alex Nodopaka<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blue-painting-of-a-woman-and-a-bicycle/
