lost and then found

Sculpture

Guidance and understanding
Freedom to explore the nuance
of the sculpture she has shown my mind
We explore positions they are actions
To imaginations glory we proceed
we try to make up different answers
For the Sculptures hands have molded our sweet love
Reckless we proceed because we cant concede
Tired we stop for awhile and she give me a smile
The smile melts me like the wax sculpture In the sunshine
But i never show my Hand asking for her love so grand
Sculpting passions threshold we cap off the night with candle light
For awhile we sip the Wine eat Our Fish then Start to Shine
For its the weekend my friend We walk to the room and start again
AS the week ends starts to close i remember
That the sculpt er don't have time to wait on me
He has made the Beautiful one that my heart touched upon
And if she will Take my name The sculpt er I'm in debt forever
And i ask her why she chose me I'm confused
She responds don't ask again And then we simply start again
  


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