Artist's gong

He is so handsome, so tall, and so smart.

His deep brown eyes, and his furrowed brow. 

Makes your heart into clay, and clay into your heart. 

He walks over to were you are creating, yes, even now.

He cuts through your heart like a ship's bow.

His hands are so big, his fingers rough and long.

It is all so unexpected, and you begin to wonder how. 

If you could win his heart over with a beautiful song. 

 

The way that his voice sounds it totally, wow.

You tell yourself over and over it isn't wrong.

If he gave you a compliment, you might have a cow.

You can hear your heart ringing, it is like he hit the gong. 

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