My Artisan Masterpiece
she was an artisan masterpiece-
delicately full of mystery,
yet colorful and magnetic.
she drove me crazy,
like a charcoal etching in heat.
she was a silhouette of my existence-
craving to be one with...
no one else except me.
I knew nothing of love before her-
I only sought things that made me imperfect.
but-
she is perfection and amplitude all in
one piece of work of art...
and I am undeserving.
she was an hourglass,
longing for each grain to pass through her thirsty soul.
she was flawless yet messy,
mature and abundant in beauty.
I never knew why she chose me-
I may never realize my significance.
there is one thing I know for sure,
she brings light to my darkness and
sanity to my confusion.
her artistic creation has spoken... my soul awoken.
October 5, 2017
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