"To The Silent Artist.." Written by Flor De Maria

To The Silent Artist..

How do you draw your women?
Do you draw them with the finest lines?
Do they become disfigured,
To save you troubled times?
With no eyes, they couldn't see,
Your heart, for it's forbidden.
With no lips, they can not kiss upon,
Your soul that remains hidden.
With no ears, they couldn't hear,
All the things that are so clear.
Without hands, they couldn't hold you,
To embrace all that you fear.
How do you draw your women?
You may draw me as you please.
Draw me how you want me,
To put your mind at ease.
But, draw me with my figure,
So my curves you can coress.
Draw every part you crave of me,
Every Part you love the best.
And.. If by chance it is needed,
To erase me from the picture...
I will easily be forgotten,
Being a women that came disfigured...

Written by Flor De Maria
Posted on 03-19-13