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The Artist and Her Nude


In Soho's summer evening steam
We sipped our flutes of chardonnay,
Blending pretense with small wisdom
While we strip searched what to say.

She wiped away some finger paint
On her tie-dyed camisole,
Disheveled now near her canvas
That bares as much my soul.

Lured with wine and crème brûlée,
Tonight I am her willing minion
As my artist glides this way
With each of us now swollen.

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