He paints the woman
dark hair, fair complexion, symmetrical face,
with
intricacy, detail, voluptuousness.
Her eyes, they're an expression of ambiguity and mystery, piercing through the canvas.
His eyes, young and passionate,
staring back at her,
waiting for her intimacy,
awaiting for a carnal desire to be fulfilled.
But her posture is austere,
her shroud chaste and binding,
her eyes never quite his to own and understand,
her lips smirking but demure, mocking his emotions.