her gradient surface exterior
formed a lyric silhouette
to artist absorbed in thinking,
once at a ball had spoken
touching her tresses
out of husbands view
color of copper tangled the light
adding shine to his fingers
that lingered,
rich tones of whispered voice,
tremor in her breast
she agreed,
silent devoid of gown
peering at lilting gentle curves
hips with saunter
to a secret fold,
sensuous to a point
no absinthe was needed,
eyes reached drew her in
translated by brush and palette
knife,
rendering it all for gallery and
history,
and his unquenched desire
Now there can be a continued story here as well. Your words painted a different hook, line and sinker. Well baited or rather well wordled.
Stop by and visit the rest of the story verses anytime on their own pages at:
http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/
No absinthe needed…
Lyrical lines can be written, as well as drawn…
Wow! Love “his unquenched desire”
Great art of words.
Thanks Sean
Love this one, Chris! Well done.
Lovely painting and capture of the model ~ Beautiful share ~
Seductive…
For the gallery and history….nicely done.
Ah, the shy model captured for eternity. Well done
Thanks Mark for visiting, hope all is well
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