sometimes boredom sparks my creativity...

Feb 16, 2005 18:01

"The Sculptor"

like clay, you mold my thoughts
into shapes i never made before.
put your arms around me now,
and we'll make art together.

let me breathe you in,
so i can get my fill of you.
touch me like you did before,
so i can move again...
i want to move again.

barefoot through the grass, i'm running,
catch me if you haven't yet.
lay all day in sun with me,
and melt me with your smile.

kisses, soft, come from your lips,
i've never tasted anything
so good, to me, you're just so good,
and i can't get enough of it.

chisel off what you don't need,
and sculpt me anyway you want.
tell me how i need to stand,
and i will pose for you...
i will pose for only you.
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