Diana

[cjchaffin]

I paint her in summer sun,- this seems somewhat unnatural I would say in the simmer sun, and the sibilants could be replaced by more descriptive words.
the midday breeze caressing
Diana’s proud breasts,
warm fingers of August heat - summer and August May be redundant but August heat is not a bad phrase with the idea of pride in there.
tracing circles over taut flesh.

Brushstrokes mimic alabaster skin
dimpled with shades of barest pink;
her cheeks flush, fires stoked within—
she is aroused, and I am nervous.

The model’s eyes narrow in mischief.
I ask her not to smile

but she does anyway.

A feminist, or a female reader of poetry might be abhorred at how you've reduced Diana. However, there is some pretty good language here. Maybe she can wield a flail or something and brandish it at this hopeful guy.

thank you Brownlie. i appreciate your honesty.