AN AWAKENING TOUCH!
My artistic fingers etches your dark eye-
brows and lashes,
Going down the bridge of your pointed
nose,
And draws your pouting lips traveling, -
All the way down your tender throat.
It clasps your soft breasts painting the dark
aureoles of your nipples, -
Which becomes taught and firmly aroused!
The fingers go down caressing the deep-
seated navel with a dab of black, -
Creating a black mole by its side!
Continuing to paint the dark forests, -
The chasms and caverns that divide!
The magic touch arouses latent passion dormant
deep inside!
Rekindling the dying embers that consume!
And the fingers of my hand discovers the
hidden body within a body!
An artistic creation almost with a touch of
divinity!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
07 Mar 09
(So far I have been drawing & painting with
my pencils & colors.This time I tried it with
words!)
A befitting title. you prove you are as good at sketching with pencils and colours as you are with words. lovely poem, uplifting spiritually.- an artistic creation almost with a touch of divinitity. great poem. i see the artist, poet and an awakened soul.10 Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
can is see your sketches? nevertheless you have painted her vividly with words. lovely