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Matisse's Pink Nude

reclines on a plaid blanket,

decorative chain, phallic-like,

above her. There in his studio,

he longs for her round thighs,

smooth skin, soft breasts,

but can only paint his longing.

At 4:00 she covers herself with a robe,

slips behind a screen to dress

in high necked blouse, long skirt,

and rides her bike home

to her husband, where they enjoy

what Matisse can only paint.