Shaping The Way Poem by Christine K. Trease

Fractured whirls and splintered thoughts
kill the breeze of lifeless naughts
Sponging in the frosted flesh
guiltily caress the nippled breast
Shapeless eyes and slanted jaw
speak no word, and nothing saw
Stealthy slag ‘neath hoards of clay,
support the form and show the way
Piercing thoughts hang on the breeze,
and sculpt the mud with swirling ease
Talent flows through fingertips,
that shape the neck and form the lips
Hidden desires now set free,
becomes stark sculpted nudity