Still Life

All you can hear is the silence of me being naked and the softness of charcoal shushing the air. I dare to glance at you hair falling across your eyes & you glare back at me. I tense the muscles in my back. “Don’t move a muscle! ” you whisper savagely. I don’t dare - yet become erect. “Ohh...! ” you swear. This too you are obliged to re...create as my thighs...left buttock...right big toe.. both nipples ...my turn of head...my smile appear on paper whispered into being by the charcoal and the gentleness of your smile. And there I am as naked as I can be. You draw me down on the bed touch me ever so lightly...I react strongly. “Now, let’s see what all this is about, shall we? ”