In summer solstice,
darling,
dance;
let me be canvas;
finger-paint my skin
and mess me;
in the vibrant hues
of dusk;
let colors swirl;
anoint
my chest in bloom;
breathe
and smudge your signature with dawn;
so forever after
— I will be
your masterpiece.

Jackson Pollock
Today Mish hosts the Quadrille at dVerse and the word for today is smudge.
June 14, 2021
And what a masterpiece this is. I specially like the sight of:
smudge your signature with dawn.
Smudging is the perfect technique for some passionate midsummer body painting! I love where the prompt took you. I am not surprised you want to let all of those colours out during the endless summer nights.
Marvellous!
Oh, so sensual. I had visions of rollilng in a wildflower studded meadow. Sigh.
Bright, colorful, sensual!
Very beautiful and sensual!
Breath-taking, literally.
Wow This is truly a lovely piece. The last line really does it for me. Bravo!
Beyond merely romantic, finding a sensuality that sends shivers to the reader. Summers are made for love, but only the authentic kind can survive the winter.
Very sensual…I like it!
Sounds like an erotic night of body painting and smudging! Well done!
yeah – this is what I thought too! this poem is hot, Björn!
❤
David
That is one smoking-hot poem. If you ever record it for posterity, let me know. I’m hoping you have a nicely smoky voice to go with it!
finger-paint my skin
and mess me;
in the vibrant hues
of dusk;
Love this ‘mess of a smudge’ being balanced by the virtues of ‘vibrant hues’. Great word-play Bjorn!
Hank
Beautiful words.
so romantic! 😍 Sounds like a fun art project!
Sensual piece of writing Bjorn, smudging the signature of love…a masterpiece in the makings.sigh
This is deliciously romantic!
ahhhhhh. the b’s and the d’s made my heart smile.
Very evocative and sensual!
This is a masterpiece Björn. You really capture the vibrant sensuality underpinning midsummer.
I like how it is a question and not just a statement of “what is”. It makes it romantic in a sense.
There is something about the mention of the summer solstice that invokes for me a picture of Stonehenge and ancient ritual, which ties up so well with the smudging ceremony Mish talks about. A tactile and sensual poem – love it.
I like all of the action words in this poem, the words give a feeling of movement.
She can truly turn him into quite a work of art with all that vivid imagery~
Enjoyed where you took the challenge … the sensuous side of life!