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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