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"A White Sheet of Paper." Part1
Once upon a time I was a white sheet of paper
Pilled between hundreds on a shelf my neighbor
For years was an old stapler.
I was full of life yet dreading never to find myself
A home where I would achieve all my dreams
With someone not all alone.
Suddenly I heard a murmur of a low sweet voice
Asking the sales man where he can find white
Sheets of paper closer and closer he approached
I was praying to be chosen.
When Oh! I was in his hands pulling me from
The pile between thousands relieved to run away
I quickly said good bye to the shelve
I could no more stand.
My blood felt warm like after a cold winter storm
Abiding by a chimney opposite the fire.
I was thinking who is he? Where does he live?
Will he posses me? Will he become my master?
Will he take me for a ride forever to abide
Or would I be used just like a scratch
Piece of paper.
My heart stopped beating for a while thinking
All the memories of my past and the future would
Just vanish depart my end in a waste paper basket
Carried away like a dead man in a casket
And thrown in a background of a graveyard.
No; I was carried by him and feeling his strong hands
Inside of me came a glimpse of hope I felt secure as
I wanted to belong to someone for long.
Feeling assured for the very first time happy
Within me and with him I saw him smile while
Walking that mile to where his car was parked
I promised myself to comply day and night I
Will be on stand by forever.
His radio Came on with a Melody of Waltz
Rocking in the car My fate was still Unknown.
Than he stopped assuming we arrived to a
Home or an office he gently carried me up the stairs
Opened the door I looked inside and at last I shouted
We are all alone we were in his home will it be mine
too one day.
With much caring he placed me on a huge big desk
It was a mess magazines and books an ashtray that
Was not emptied for days.
I noticed next to me was a crystal white vase filled with
All sorts of brushes still stuck on them multiple colors of paint.
That was when I realized oh my lord! I will be famous
My master was an artist from joy I was going to faint as
My thoughts pictured a frame and inside it one day I will
Be born I will exist created by my master I will hang on a
Wall and will be admired from the soul.
The warmth of the room filled my heart I was getting tired
Wanting to relax while turning my head before closing my
Eyes I noticed many paintings hanging on the wall
From the ceiling to the floor.
I got jealous and ready with a deep sigh to whisper and beg
My master to create me in an image of a dazzling woman
Surround me with such beauty cover me with colors
Pour on me paint and make me look like a wild saint.
Taken by my inspirations to provide him an identity
I felt his strong hands holding me opposite his eyes and
Pressed me on the desk and that was when I felt it hurts
Then a second pain followed by a third and fourth pain i
Could not move I lost my breath trying not to cry I felt
I would die.
But not very long as I already knew my fate
Being a white sheet of paper I had to be pinned
on the Table for me to remain motionless until
his creation is terminated.
I was stunned when I saw a pencil in his hand
Smelling his perfume when he was tracing my face
It started to feel round small ears for future earrings
My nose was tiny he started with my eyes than he
I felt him fixing and concentrating on the spot where
He will create my eyes excited as I loved him when
I was blind and now he will unbind the bandage
off my eyes.
To see him more to love him more to follow him
Everywhere to watch him laugh and cry to see him
Dress and undress caress his body with my Eyes.
Watch him drink and think eat sitting down or standing up
Amazed awaiting his decision to start by reviving my
Inner soul and create me as his woman I was craving
To have green eyes.
To be continued.part 2