Blank Canvas

A blustery breeze blows
through the half-opened window
of this secluded second story loft

sun rays pulse upon
silken fibers of your hair

my dried out brush
comes to life

the blank canvas
sprouts wings

as your spirit dances
in shades of soft browns,
vibrant yellows
and seas of blues

capturing the essence,
grace and beauty
that is all of you

curves so smooth
and sensual

eyes inviting
and intoxicating
cheeks a rich rosy red

small smiles call
me home to share
in the solemn secrets
of your bed.

emotions are evoked
in each and every
stroke
I take

dreams and desires
asleep, dare
I do not
wake