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