A Nude Pose Poem by nimal dunuhinga

A Nude Pose



The middle aged Woman gatecrashed
Early in the morning.
'I do modelling and how much you pay for a nude pose? '
I looked around and my wife's frying something in the kitchen,
I said; ' It's not me next-door the painter.'
'He said you're the painter & poet.'

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nimal dunuhinga

nimal dunuhinga

kalubovila East, Sri Lanka
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