Cinthia Joyce Sculpting "The Muse" in clay

A bird in the sky A bird on the ground It's a gift, a source A piece of bread It's the bottom of the well It's the end of the road In the face of disgust It's a little lonely It's my star It's a breeze It's my count It's a tingle It's a song It's a cone It's a count It's a kiss, it's a gesture It's a bright beam It's the morning light It's the sun coming It's the day, it's the day It's the end of the road It's a little lonely It's the end of the road It's a project, it's a decay It's a body, it's a flame It's a caress, it's a kiss It's man, it's man It's a step It's a bridge It's a sap It's a sting It's a rest It's a kill It's the light It's the morning It's the sea water Closing the summer It's the promise of life In your heart A cobra is the stick It's the jewel It's Joseph It's the thorn It's the hand It's a cut It's the foot It's the sea water Closing the summer It's the promise of life In your heart A stick A stone The end The road The rest Everything Little Lonely Shit Life Sun Night Port The salt In the sun It's a step It's a bridge It's a sap It's a kill It's the light It's a sting It's a kill It's the sea water Closing the summer It's the promise of life In your heart Stop It's... Stop It's... Stop It's... Once I loved, and I gave so much love to this love, it was the world to me, once I loved, and I gave so much love to this love, it was the world to me, once I loved, and I gave so much love to this love, it was the world to me, once I loved, and I gave so much love to this love, it was the world to me, once I loved, and I gave so much love to this love, it was the world to me, once I loved, and I gave so much love Never before, I'll never let you go, I will hold you close, I'll make you stay, because love is a saddest thing when it goes away, love is a saddest thing when it goes away, love is a saddest thing when it goes away