A piece of clay

Today stepping 

Out of the 

Shower

Water gently 

Falling 

Down

My body.

I wrap

A towel

Around me.

I think

Of you and 

Realize ..

You are 

A man.

Not something 

I can 

Mold or change.

You are 

Not a piece

Of clay.

You are 

A man,

Flesh and

Blood.

As the water

Drips off

My body

It falls from

My eyes.

It does this

Because

You are 

Wasting 

Time.

And

I am Also 

Flesh and

Blood.

I am not 

A piece

Of clay.