[ fAwL ] The Pose

         
Baring yourself and soul        
couched in exhibition---       
feminine exquisiteness        
witnessed, honorable        
mentions of breast        
broad-casted to society          
through his fingertips        
delicately tracing their        
generous arcs        
         
Abandoned        
         
clothes        
         
along with apprehensions          
         
Jack, captive audience of one        
fleshes your breathtaking figure        
from stem to stern, nose to toes        
in charcoal on paper canvas        
         
Palpable to your plush lips        
his raw desire to raise          
sunken shipwrecked dreams  
from depths of destiny unmanifest        
prevails in his rescue boat sails        
         
In this very moment, he only knows        
creating these Happily Ever Afters    
of yours are his final fantasy that goes        
beyond an intimate boudoir portrait        
         
This is only the tip of the iceberg,        
Rose