Topless
& in white panties

the artist
conjours up

my naked form
sprawled before her

ever attentive eye.

I listen to
the whisper of

her charcoal
telling its secrets

to the silent page.

'Sha...sha...sha...dow! '
it says sotto voce

whilst short sharp little scratches
produce the stubble of my beard.

Her eye
darts back & forth

back & forth
ever attentive.

I gaze at the beauty
of her breasts

swaying back & forth
back & forth

with every stroke

my image
taking form

beneath the magic
of her hand.

Topless &
in white panties

the artist
feels herself

drawn to me

until finally

she comes...kisses me

reclining nude now
with her reclining nude male.

Outside in the garden
a wood pigeon coos & coos & coos

above the sound
of many kisses.

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reclining-male-nude-for-janice/