Poem - 07 September 2019, 22:59

Goddess and sculptor.

You're the shepherd
I'm the lamb
nobody needs to understand
I'll never lose my way again.

You're the chisel
I'm the stone
your hand pure magic
sets free my soul
goddess and sculptor
smashing all doubt.

You're the Mary
I'm the Child
reaching from the crib divine
be mine, be mine.

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