~Sensuous Shades. ~

Shall I commit my brush to canvas can I such beauty justify,

My brush quilled nib, my canvas vellum, I can in crudity but try,

Yet how to say of dignity, which colours do I paint her smile,

And how to capture eyes so loving, what shades for passions volatile,

This artists brush with tremble upon canvas that doth shake,

Do I paint elegance in oils or should I pastels take,

What words can paint her colour tones, speak clearly of her blush,

Perchance if I had Sky as canvas, infinity as brush,

Then I could justify such beauty as justify I must,

How then to paint a vision, what hues for her sweet kiss,

What timbre her enchantment, which pigment for such bliss,

Is ecstacy the spectrum that her bewitching tells,

Should canvas be of magic spun and brush of mystic spells,

Is fascination colourless, is scintillation just opaque,

What shading for her sensuousness can libertine brush take,

In truth there's but one colour when artists brush has done,

My phantom Woodland Nymphet is clearly coloured ... gone.

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