1. Searching for you

Making a masterpiece

The artist waited for her to appear

Before him she stood, feeling a bit queer

First time ever had she modelled at all

Little did she know she would have a ball

She took off her gown, fell down to the floor

Exposing her flesh like never before

A velvet rug lay before her in wait

Feeling its softness on her knees was great

Liberty she felt, in every respect

To be painted in art, what an aspect

Emotions laid bare, for all to be seen

Captured in one moment, never obscene

An exquisite feeling left wanting more

The artist’s mind, a depth to be explored

Their masterpiece, becomes a work of art

Something so pure, to come from the heart


Taken from my latest book

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