The foot
The leg
The sketch
The thigh
An arm
Of iron
A heart
Of stone
My hands
On him
Are damaged.
My hands
Bleeding
Upright like a totem.
I sculpt
I carve
I invent
This man
Who loves me
Who loves me.
Stronger
Even
Higher
The body
Harder
Hotter
My soul
Of squaw
Shape
This man
Dreamed.
Caress
The idea
Put up like a totem.
I sculpt
I carve
A temple to the man I love
Who I love.
Again
I pray
I wait
The spirit
Wind
Life
Penetrates
Into me.
Life
Can be
Stand up like a totem.
I sculpt
I carve
I breathe to the man I love.

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