Nudity
By karolina_c
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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As he opened his satchel of paints,
she laid down on the couch.
He put out all his colours and tones,
and she moved a pillow beneath her head.
He stood up and walked towards her.
His eyes fixed at her perfect face.
he lifted her chin and robe covering her,
to reveal her pale model form.
He took a step back and nodded.
The draught from the door made her shiver.
He sat down and lifted his brush.
He began to paint a portrait of a woman,nude.
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