motionless, you cooperated
as I looked through your little
blue purse, picking out your
color: flame pink, a neon
glow; you hesitated
but complied,
taking off your clothing
as I watched.
the line I drew
seemed smooth, a naked
blush blooming on your chest,
my fingers tracing your curves
from toes, up thighs
to that little cleft
near your neck.
bright red rouge thumping,
electricity pumping,
a beat bouncing
between bare breasts.
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well, now...this is quite the passionate portrait you've painted...rich in color and emotion--a masterpiece! BRAVO!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Love Tinka