Froth

He showed her around his studio
An artist’s working place
Then he took her hand
Looked her in the face
He said I don’t wish to trouble you
And I don’t want to intrude
But you are so young and beautiful
May I paint you in the nude

She blushed so delightfully
Uttered a pleased embarrassed yes
Then stood there in amazement 
As he started to undress
He stood there at his easel
In the cool light of that morn
As unashamedly naked 
As the day that he was born
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Bauer Avatar
December 31, 2022 at 1:49 PM
Hilarious!!! Thanks for the grin, Terry!
Ireland Avatar
January 1, 2023 at 2:18 AM
Thanks ilene
Lawless Avatar
December 31, 2022 at 1:02 PM
what a naked attempt at wordplay.....beautifully done Terry, had me laughing out loud
Ireland Avatar
January 1, 2023 at 2:17 AM
Thanks John.
Volumes Avatar
December 31, 2022 at 2:35 AM
hahahahahah excellent rhyming there. What else can I say? Bit hard to say it conjured a wonderful picture.
Ireland Avatar
January 1, 2023 at 2:17 AM
Thanks Wen - went to a Clothed Model photoshoot at the local church hall some years ago. All very decorous but gave me this wicked idea which i eventually, years later, put into verse.
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