Why is it often that which
we long for is just out of reach?
Our internal conversation
How much should I reveal?
How much should I conceal?
Indeed the odyssey of mystery.
Her beautiful face is half hidden
behind her arm
Her soft eyes closed
behind her lids
to block out the light of observation.
Her soft pink body is framed
by the silk of her corset
textured and lined to follow her curves
Gentle and feminine and still
she beacons our eyes to see, our hearts to wonder.
She is graceful, she has a secret
Her imagination is free
But she does not reveal the feelings
Her eyes only reveal her heat.
She smoulders without definition.
Why does she capture our imagination so?
Is it because she is difficult
or impossible to understand and define?
Mystery exposed and mystery explained.
Her secret so delicious
Her mind behind her skin
is an adventure unknown.
She reveals just enough to entice
But not enough to answer all the questions
She provokes us to think
She stimulates us to feel as
She is hidden and unexplained.
Is she shy or is she sensual?
A muse or an artist? Or is she both?
Is her internal world her sanctuary?
A place where she truly comes alive.
Is she art painted, framed and
exhibited for all to see?
Be careful what you wish for…
Written by Anthea Slade 13-9-08
Be Careful What You Wish for…the poem…has been chosen to feature today in the wonderful new group ‘Poetry and Beautiful Women’ on Tuesday 24-2-09
Be Careful What You Wish For is poem written to go with my painting Be Careful What You wish For which as on my first page of my RedBubble Profile.