SculptureA Poem by MarkThe Creator took flesh, sculpting it into a form to make my hands tremble and my mouth go dry at the sight of such curvature perfection. And he gave you eyes that capture mine and lock; freezing my brain yet simultaneously melting my heart. And last, he took a soul and split it, half into a male, the other female. And infusing two bodies he said, 'There, let them long for, until they find each other.'
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22 Reviews Added on September 8, 2013 Last Updated on September 8, 2013 AuthorMarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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