SCULPTOR

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Sculptor,

You push your thumb

into the hollow of my cheek and

frame my face without seeing

these unborn eyes

seeking yours.

I sway with you

this way and that

held by a cradle of fingers

your fingers tracing every outline of my being.

In silence I beg you

breathe into me

bring life to these eyes – my eyes

to see those hands – your hands

that will crush me

as in your eyes

I am but

Clay

(c) Mary Tang 2015

Sculpture by Mary Tang

Sculpture by Mary Tang

About Mary Tang

An urban orchardist everyday, a volunteer regularly, a poet sometimes and a blogger since March 2015. I travel when I can. Food is a constant.
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