A CANVAS TO RENEW

OPEN DOORS
Caressing your slender contours,
I'll mold you anew;
Unlocking secrets with my keys,
I'll open doors for you.
My brushes dance on silken curves,
A canvas to renew;
Blending clays on radiant cheeks,
A sculpture born in view.
Nestled in your downy plumes,
I'll nurture dreams so true;
Yet against your rugged crags,
I'll strive, break, and breakthrough.
Savoring nectar from your core,
A communion to pursue;
In surrender, mind and body,
Transcending, I renew.
Thus, in the sacred fusion,
Tomorrow's saint in the making;
My thoughts, your vessel,
-WILLIAMSJI MAVELI