A poem about a Writer and a Artist. It’s up to you to create a face for each.
Why don’t you be the Artist?
Paint me on the page
Finger over finger
Paint my face
Forget the eyes
Beauty is in the soul
I’d rather not see
I’ll be the Writer
With eyes closed
I will write your story
On the page
Finger over finger
I wait for a silence
Talk to me?
I’ll interrupt
Can you sing?
Your voice so calm
Grab my hand Artist
I am your Writer
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