The Model

Draped in her bed sheet
The model stands her modesty hidden
From prying eyes
Draping her body her

Elegant curves
Hidden but reavelling
easing the eye of the beholder
She lays
Her forming curves

Gently resting her torsoed body
Spreads herself ontop the table
Her left leg gentley held crossed up right
Here gaze held
Proped by her arms
She the watcher looks into their gaze

Her mind blank to the minds of the watchers
Pens in hand they paint
Cavtavating her form
as one with the canvas and paint

Her soul her form now captuerd in paint
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jan 2014

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Comments (7)

sundayrose1
Her soul captured now in paint. Very expressive art of work Wayne.
Thanks for the share.

SRbouquet gift
darkhorse555
quite the picture drawn wayne dear friend angel tip hat
orientalkoru
a very descriptive story of a painter as much as the model...makes the reader feel the writer seem to have done this sort of thing to be able to vividly portray it in words... thumbs up
mimzy333
great poem
Odette67
Nice one Wayne. thumbs up purple heart
beautifulyou
a really different kind of write wayne,
nice job hon teddybear
TAR_734
Very nice write Wayne,
I enjoyed the deviation
from the normal perspective,
and the excellent imagery.thumbs up
Good Work!
Roberthug
peace
cheers
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