With chisel in hand, the sculptor at work
Each strike of the hammer, a masterpiece lurk
I stand still, holding the pose
As clay takes shape, my form it chose.
A muse for the sculptor, a canvas for art
As the sculpture takes form, my spirit takes part
In the creation, the movement, the grace
A living sculpture, a work of art in place
The sculptor’s vision, my body brings to life
A collaboration, a blending of minds and strife
As the sculpture takes shape, I am a part
A model’s muse, a work of art