"Beloved, I've never painted anyone naked except for Mother Nature
If ye feel a little nervous, know that I am too; let love be our saviour
"I've never been painted in the natural state, so it's a first for you & me"
He took her in his arms & gazed into her eyes, murmuring, "I love thee"
"Darling, please disrobe me as slowly and silently as a new day is born
Whilst I unrobe thee gentler than unveiling the beauty of ripened corn"
Her bodice drifted to the ground as gracefully as autumntides' yielding
She slowly denuded him with a sensuality that left his arousal pleading
She beautified his chaise lounge like a spring meadow flowering anew
He emulated a thirsting deer softly lapping morning's first kiss of dew
Brush strokes accentuated the fullness of her quintessential blooms
Their bodies became rapture's canvas, love's essence being the muse
He captured the beauty of her form and the luminosity of her Spirit
Of all the traits mankind is endowed with, love's virtue is the dearest
She posed bare of self, portraying now as the only moment available
His art flowed seamlessly from his heart, thus awareness unassailable
Time became meaningless, exposed for what it is, a mere finite dream
All rivers eventually flow into the sea, & yet rivers were once a stream