'Might i suggest <br />(she sweetly smiles) <br />'...you don't...twitch? ' <br /> <br />'Sorry! ' I bashfully apologise <br />going bright red & more jumpy. <br /> <br />For 'it' alas, seems to have <br />a mind of its own <br /> <br />turned on by the soft sound of charcoal <br />caressintg the white skin of paper <br /> <br />& 'it' <br />appears to be <br />quite enthusiastic <br /> <br />(& quite distracted <br />by the fact that) <br /> <br />all you are wearing is <br />a hat. <br /> <br />Eddie Calvert <br />& his golden trumptet <br /> <br />lost somewhere in the 50's <br />comes back from my lost childhood <br /> <br />and scatters 'Cherry Pink <br />& Apple Blossom White' <br /> <br />across the summer <br />of this garden. <br /> <br />******* <br /> <br /> <br />There are time I am asked to disrobe not for any sensual lacivious purpose but purely for aesthetic artistic purposes. Alas, there are time I admit that both the lasciviousness and the ethic of the aesthetic come together to form a Venn Diagram incorporating both these element.. Then the aesthetic is set aside and the sensual like cream...comes to the top.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ups-downs-of-being-an-artist-s-model/
