mmorpger

When I draw your portrait It's different than it is with others - As I knew it would be. I don't get that same blushing sense of shame In the privacy of my own room When by the third portrait or so I find I've inadvertently become acquainted with what I now reflexively draw as familiar: The symmetrical anomalies – one eye slightly higher than the other, The imperfect details that perfection is comprised of, yet we never consider. By the second drawing of a subject I begin to realize that the repeating patterns Were not idiosyncrasies of expression... Heat rising as I swallow the hard lump in my throat with the question...