No heart of stone*
Fire and stone, clay melting from this art
Molding such beauty from the start
A blended sculpture, I see of you
My aim in this artistry is heart so true
Indeed I see Now what the finish product is to be
Is Now the entwining and the mold of you and me
Dom*Colucci 2012
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Here, it is*
Here, it is* It is where I am that my being has took To be of deep contemplation in what I look For the depth that I go in what I see Noth...
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