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