Sensual Body Lines Poem by Mickel Allen

Sensual Body Lines



Simulating sitting easily
Calmed
Controlled
by needled intensity

Blood and ink creating beauty
On a seemingly soft,
Smooth, buttery, brown, canvas

Somewhat motionless
‘swagged” to one side
Eyes closed,

No open

Positioned strategically
While through mirrors
People,
their imagery
noticed,

Deliberately observed,
Watched curiously

And on the other side
Waiting patiently
Doing the very same
Coyly
Avoiding the piercing of those eyes…

Yet mine probing my muse
No need to view any other
Captivated by this
beauty, Ink, canvas, positioning

Hauntingly sexy...

Unknowingly?
Putting on a show

While I sit quietly panting,
observing, Laying in waiting

Not quite ready to pounce

Pretending not to watch
Those water like tones and fluidity
Those beautiful eyes…

This mystic
so inviting

Those sensual body lines.

Monday, March 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lust
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