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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "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 Stopped. 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 Terry
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