Painting my senses

That night when you painted me.
Under the moonlight sky.
Dipping your brush in dreamy colours.

Loosening my lofty bun.
Blushing red on my lips.
You painted with thoughts at sea.

I waited for your artistic touch.
You did...with just your brush.
Lowering my saree for my luscious cleavage.
As I heaved in feral lust.

You sensed it.
Yet you continued with your medley of colours.
Ohh the tortourous passage.

When you parted my mystery for the glimpse of my navel.
Tiny diamonds reflected in your vision.
Yet you restrained yourself.

Till the clouds enveloped the moon in sing song temptation
That's when you painted my imagination.