Thursday, March 8, 2012

They’re Window Shades, Mrs. Kravitz!

 (An ekphrastic poem for:  "In Bed The Kiss", by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec)

They’re Window Shades, Mrs. Kravitz!    

We’ve seen you peeping through the blind;
(we’re sure you thought we wouldn’t mind);
but, we find it dis-concerting,
when we two, discretely flirting
(in our bedroom, in our bed)
find you peeking in, instead!

We’d prefer to be protected
from your view – quite uninspected;
so, art lovers, both, we two
offer this surprise for you:

Next time that you choose to peep
(to see if we’re awake or sleep)
here’s, the scene that now you’ll see
shading our sweet privacy:
Lovers – fine, in form and face,
clasped in intimate embrace     
We don’t mean to be unkind
(Let’s assume that you don’t mind)