raspberryhat's wonderful fic has inspired me. i wrote this in about 10 minutes during my creative writing class. the form is rondeau, hence the weird rhyme scheme...
Paint her in unending lines, for beauty and for grace
In greens and blues
And melting yellow hues
With each hand in elementally balanced place
And the curve of her thigh leads your hand in its path
Dimensions forming an equation more perfect than math
The Romans themselves hide their statues in shame
As you paint her in unending lines
The air’s stagnant thick as the gods hold their breath
You’re only aware of the rise of her chest
The colors move freely in harmonic accord
But you bleach the canvas once more, you’ve time to afford
When she’s your only subject, forgotten is the rest
Paint her in unending lines
-Viv-