She stood naked behind me
I dared not turn
As I knew that she would unlock
My hidden desires so long suppressed
Her eyes brown were the colour of her hair
And this scared me more than her nakedness
She was at once alluring and quite beautiful
And so disinterested as to cause me much pain
I was not even in her thoughts as she looked blankly
At the summer garden through her bedroom window
But I knew that if I turned around and kissed her firmly
That she would accept me and I would drown in her liquid eyes
Based on a painting by David Inshaw