Drawing Me

Evan Smith

Evan Smith

Are you drawn to me?
I ask because you're drawing me
Not just drawing the me I think you see
But drawing your drawings from Ideas of me
The cold, the tepid, Hots of me
The fast, lethargic slows of me.
What makes you draw so candidly?
An image of me I shouldn't see
What do I do so differently
That you'd be drawn to drawing me?
That on your page a symphony
A multipart cacophony
A wayward soul upon the sea?
A bird winging up high freely
All are what you seem to see 
Won't you please just come and tell me
Are you drawn to me?
 

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