She hints at the resemblance of his face
Thick intoxicating colors a medium
Lumps of grey possibility scattered around & ready
Creative flicks splatter the paint cloths
Complete rest and silence fill the space but for
Steady breathing in the background of
Determined, dashing eyes,
Searching for the right place...to alter
Her fingers work the sleepy clay
As he remains in her mind's eye
Pondering, imagining, constructing
Perspiration thinks down her neck and temples
Damp, sandy gloves of medium encrust her strong fingers
Cool and grainy beneath her hands
Clicking her tongue thoughtfully
Hours like minutes pass by in numbers
The light begins to fade
She continues deeply thinking and kneading
Till the dawn light breaks
May 4, 2010
May 4, 2010 at 10:07 PM UTC
She hints at the resemblance of his face
Thick intoxicating colors a medium
Lumps of grey possibility scattered around & ready
Creative flicks splatter the paint cloths
Complete rest and silence fill the space but for
Steady breathing in the background of
Determined, dashing eyes,
Searching for the right place...to alter
Her fingers work the sleepy clay
As he remains in her mind's eye
Pondering, imagining, constructing
Perspiration thinks down her neck and temples
Damp, sandy gloves of medium encrust her strong fingers
Cool and grainy beneath her hands
Clicking her tongue thoughtfully
Hours like minutes pass by in numbers
The light begins to fade
She continues deeply thinking and kneading
Till the dawn light breaks