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Creating a Masterpiece

  • Writer: Hannah Abiona
    Hannah Abiona
  • Jan 1, 2022
  • 1 min read

Updated: Jan 25, 2022

You grip me firmly with your cold... cast-iron hands.

A familiar and sensational touch that can make me do anything.

While wet… my stroke is easy.

I watch the creativity sparkle in your eyes, as you dream and hold me close. Finally you are ready and I let you take control. Up…

Down…

Side to side.

Your mind is wandering freely.

You are my master and I, your humble servant, only here to please.

You pant…

And I sweat…

Another masterpiece is done. Your genius shines before me and I am pleased to be apart of it.

I am cleaned…

I am dried…

Eventually laid to rest.

Everyday with you is an adventure,

I wonder what we will create next.

-H.C. Abiona

 
 
 

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