TO MY PRECIOUS PIECE :
It feels different when I know who you are,
when I can put a life behind this sketched treasure,
when I can put a character I cannot measure,
when I know it was "...my pleasure".
It feels different when I know who you are,
for I'm sure you're the perfect masterpiece,
for no misplaced stroke would make you any less,
for you are you despite this imperfect resemblance.
It feels different when I know who you are,
it's like touching your face down to the unseen wrinkle,
it's like staring into your eyes to see that rare twinkle,
it's where the relatively real and ideal mingle.
It feels different because I'm drawing, you.
when I can put a life behind this sketched treasure,
when I can put a character I cannot measure,
when I know it was "...my pleasure".
It feels different when I know who you are,
for I'm sure you're the perfect masterpiece,
for no misplaced stroke would make you any less,
for you are you despite this imperfect resemblance.
It feels different when I know who you are,
it's like touching your face down to the unseen wrinkle,
it's like staring into your eyes to see that rare twinkle,
it's where the relatively real and ideal mingle.
It feels different because I'm drawing, you.
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