Eros And The Nude

You stand as your ballerina self

Poised, strong and full of grace

Alert to move again or stay

At my command

Yet wholly yourself

Your body supple and toned

Your skin smoothed by the sun

Silent in obeisance

Alone as object

Centered as subject

Unclothed, vulnerable, confident

Your scent unknown to me

You model for the day

But what will you become

In my hands, from my eyes

In my mind, where does beauty lie

You will not say nor judge

You do not ask for me

I only know you as you are

A man, a woman, a new created fantasy.