An intimate portrait painted on my
canvass
-some broad strokes, some
long, some short,
but each effective in
creating this art, this
admired piece of priceless
satisfaction.
But the giftedness is
dual;
Mine is more abstract,
full of depth and,
hidden meaning; the desire
is felt internal;
he surrenders to my
creativity,
his will meets mine and he
is undone;
-but secretly I know it is
he that has won.
I yield to this potter's
touch,
molding my delicate piece
of clay,
pounding it precisely to
extract all air, and
shaping me until I become
one with his intent.
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