Model

I promised you imagery
so here it goes 
you are the color
of pumpernickel with raisins 
delicately placed between lids
of the softest velveteen 
followed by the thorns
of your lips protecting 
the rose petal softness 
of your tongue tucked 
between the thickets of 
mustache and beard hiding 
and down and down 
to the dry pool
of your belly where
once a salty sea
lay and further down 
past the sleeping eel 
and into the deep 
darkness of your thighs 
you are my nature 
and I but a
painter with a brush 
and this is the 
you I see when 
trying to remember thus