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