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Third (by random chance)

You fill my thoughts  
And alone,  
I seek to capture you in sketches †
Rough outlines
Each more refined  
Of the you who captivates me  
Be my muse, who already are

Would you pose for me  
Steady beneath the measure of my gaze  
Studying the shadows fall of supple curves  
Reflected light  
And that certain something in your stare  
Seeing you for all you are  
Conveying the whisper of desire  

What is the tempest which drives me to be  
Both captive and creator  
Seeking to make art that lives and breathes  
Yet, capture you immortal  
Bound by art and framed forever  

Let your body speak the wine sweet song  
My art would forever capture  
That strange alchemy of paint  
Linseed oil and drier  
Let me show your true measure  
The art the eye sees and the heart feels  
Temptations wrought in every stroke  

Attend the gallery with me  
A showing  
My vision of you unveiled  
My art displayed in oils and life  
That all might see with envy  
The muse that drives me crazy
Written by AverageJoe (Average Joe. AJ. Joe)
Author's Note

The cover painting is an early stage of an old oil painting.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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