She is in her bed,
lights filtering through crown glass,
shadows and curved lines
playing with her nudity,
an old erotic sculpture.
Shadows and curved lines-
they know how to play with her,
where to land a kiss
where to give a paint-brush touch
how to caress silky curves.
Each line tells her tale
each curve longs for more caress,
shadows crowned by lines
a sculpture of light and shade.
© kash poet