by Angela S. Young

Created on: April 18, 2008

Blank Canvas

The blank canvas exposed
Plain, white and free.
Ready.

Anticipating the coming brush,
Loaded with color
So bright!

What will I become when
The artist's dream emerges
On me?

Will I filfill his vision?
Come to life here?
I breathe.

Open to the possibilities,
Offering myself freely,
Use me.

I am the blank canvas
Made just for you,
Paint me.

Then as we two become one,
No longer virgin white,
Complete.

As I explore the wonders of the new me
You explore with your heart
And smile.

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