The Artist Poem #1 By Ryan Anthony Gibson
What time it has taken to teach the perfect line to paint,
Or orb, or shape, to roll into a sculpture one may make,
Such lines with class does one create and make a lover faint,
For skill of passion, focus, love, and emotion make hearts quake,
The embodiment of what artists hands and eyes and thought,
Can embrace from whatever medium taught or not,
Visible and invisible, her craft does show her ever growing skill,
That on him makes an impression, and forever love they will.
By Ryan Anthony Gibson to Laura Webb on her love with Blake
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