She left home early;
After two hours,
She had to go to the studio
Of her friend, who was a painter
And who was going to make a portrait of her;
She thought:
There was sunlight
And it was the perfect day to lay on the beach
Which was much nearby her house;
As soon as she arrived there
She took off all her clothes
And nude laid on the sand;
Her full breasts and pubic hair
Glittered under the sunshine;
One passerby,
That was walking nearby,
Stopped as soon as he saw her;
He went to a place nearby,
A quiet corner
Where his looks would not disturb her
And sat in order to look at her;
Two men that were laying on the beach nearby.
Somehow altered the tones.
And speed of their conversation.
And time after time took a look,
At her blossomed body;
Quietly and gently not to disturb her;
The same with two men,
That were standing at the shore;
Time after time they would turn their heads
And admire the nude that was standing,
Still enjoying the rays of the sun;
As time went by,
A lot of people that were passing by,
Would slightly turn their heads
And look at her breasts,
Her pubic hair,
Her thighs;
It all went on for two hours.
And then she began to wear her clothes.
And headed to the studio of her friend;
She had promised to pose nude for him.
And she was getting a bit late this time;
She walked for twenty minutes.
And then as soon as she entered
She took off her clothes.
Leaving them at the chair.
And lay on the bed;
Her friend in appetite and content
Just as before a good meal
Began his drawing;
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Comments3
This is a well written and interesting poem although I am a bit confused at the middle
It is about a girl that stands in the beach for two hours enjoying the sun nude, before going to the studio of his friend who is a painter and will paint her nude.
Lol yea, ig I meant the meaning behind it if there is any
It is about love. For the things we love. The painter had a meal in front of him. I mean the painting process.
Erotic and seductive it provokes the reader into asking why is it exhibitionism and illegal for a man to do this but no one complains if a woman does? A thought provoking read and well written.
I like your point of view.
Tremendous work.
Thank you. Love and hugs.
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