Model in Pearls

With ropes of pearls, he dressed her in
Hanging in cascaded beauty
Each incandescent rounded globe
Doing its sacred Duty

Setting aglow the naked flesh
Ripe with artful viewing
The Man standing near appreciating
Soon he would be pursuing

But for now his eyes were caught
Viewing through camera's lens
She may be his model for time being
But he wanted more than friends.

Then the angle of the tale,
was seen through his artists eye.
He saw each shape, each decorative pearl
Not one thing slipped him by.

Each gentle swell of her body's shape
Each curve of her lovely spine
The color of her almond shaped eyes
Her lips soft, and so divine

So carefully arrayed for his Photograph
Yet so much more there to be seen
Her lips, her cheeks, her lovely mouth
Her eyes such a deep emerald green.

Her long lustrous hair, soft auburn in curls
Flowing downward, a curtain of silk
Her delicate blush, upon cheeks of pale hue
Like creamy delicious honeyed milk

Her demeanor a shy, yet winsome lass
A mysterious glance his way
In that one instant, from her eyes,
It took his breathe away

"Not fully innocent, yet so shy
Her gaze, it said to me."
"This is who I am, how I am now
Naked, for the world to see."

"Yet inside my heart, my mind and soul
Is so much more than this.
A hint, a glimmer might tell much
In one sensual passionate kiss."

"I shall bide my time, sweet little lamb
Your beauty radiates true.
Its more than form, or shape or curve
That draws me straight to you.

Its something inexplicably there,
I cannot find the word.
But I shall seek what is hidden there
All silence but loudly heard."