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Line's Bite Size Contest No.110 ~ May 8, 2025

You have the hands of a sculptor I am malleable clay ~ Shape me, body and soul Mold my senses ~ sculpt my heart Where your fingers touch me ~ I am a candle, melted by your flame

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/11/2025 10:05:00 AM

Very beautiful, Lin

Lin Lane
Date: 5/12/2025 9:24:00 AM

Thank you very much, Andrea.

Daniel Caplin

Date: 5/10/2025 1:05:00 AM

Dear Lin, this is such a beautiful piece of writing. I love every line. But especially "sculpt my heart where your fingers touch me , I am a candle melted by your flame" Truly beautiful. Danny

Lin Lane
Date: 5/10/2025 6:20:00 AM

Hi, Danny, I'm grateful that you felt what my intentions were in writing these lines. That kind of emotional attachment is beyond measure.

Duke Beaufort

Date: 5/9/2025 3:22:00 PM

Lin, I imagine and know that some people do want to have others mold them. Remind me to tell you about it sometime. When that happens, we sure hope they have gentle hands and not take advantage or do anything crazy. OTH, maybe it's just about the relationship between a sculptor and clay. We do like seeing a masterpiece, but they don't all turn out that way.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/10/2025 6:19:00 AM

Hi, Duke. There's a difference in my mind between allowing myself to be molded and shaped. One is permanent, the other adjustable. Thanks for your thoughts, and I will remind you to tell me about being molded by someone.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 5/9/2025 7:22:00 AM

My Dear Lin, Are you a sculpter also? I think your lines filled with intimacy and artistry. How you shape longing and tenderness as if working clay, every touch both gentle and transformative. I do feel the warmth and vulnerability in your imagery, the way love softens and remakes us. Your words are sculpting such honest beauty. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Lin Lane
Date: 5/10/2025 6:16:00 AM

Hi Daniel. No, I've never attempted to sculpt. It would end up looking like a blob of clay. Love does soften us, making us pliable in loving hands. Thank you finding beauty in my words.

Deb M

Date: 5/9/2025 4:20:00 AM

A sizzling romantic little Lin poem right there!! Debx

Lin Lane
Date: 5/9/2025 5:39:00 AM

I would think so. Thank you, Deb.

Sand Blown

Date: 5/8/2025 7:50:00 AM

"...i am a candle melted by your flame..." .....a beauty-full line..........len

Lin Lane
Date: 5/8/2025 9:47:00 AM

Hi, len. I am delighted you found these lines to your liking. Thank you.