Love Poem: Life Drawing
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Written by: Andrew Rymill

Life Drawing

her bones
 were pretty 
like the rest of her
it hard to say
the flesh curved
flowed into stalks and fruit
 legs and hips
breasts and torso
throat and long flowing hair
her eyes 
in a  nudeness gleamed
such contours to her mysterious geometry.

i took the penciled
and transformed her
uncovered her 
into a herd of cubes
 a orbit of globes
a hymn of Cylinder
a lotus of pyramids....

 but somehow 
the shapes did not suffice
or reflect the planes of her perspective
and so i drew a secret shape 
from heroine  surface

i buried deep 
my desires my fingers mapped
a little shadow 
i discovered
in the weave of her ribs
a serenity crosshatched in a navel
the foretelling of a breath
and a  pout 
my  lines discovered
 on the corners of her chin
the blossom of fulness
on a lip 
found a sweep of  redness across cheek 
sweetness like the morning
against the smoothness of paper.