organic.
figural canvas.
her body a terrace painting of green hues.
fabric around curving flesh, a bending stream.
stilled chest as rolling hills
grass sways with breeze, leaves rustling.
and the spotted white
as daisies amidst vibrant fields
But white as my own palm
contrasted to her darkened beauty
cafe color. rich flavor.
hands chocolate paint.
charcoal of deep mahogany and burnt cherry wood.
eyes as candles flickering in black.
lips only higher. loose pastel contours.
gentle peaks.
resting above painted fabric.
above white splashes interspersed
bristles of this brush moving fearlessly dressing surface once blank.
now a painted maiden.
19 November 2008
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