By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com
Date: 1 January 2001
soul of clay
I have a soul of clay
and you sculpt me
with the tool of
every word you choose
you comfort me
with every caress
you grant me from your eyes
and though I've resisted
your touch,
your desire to reshape me
in the image you see
when I cross your mind
I am made better than
I ever dreamt
just by being loved
by you
12.29.00
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