It Whispered

It whispered,
softly into the heart of a young girl,
her mind producing barely a thought.
It whispered,
hypnotizing her into touching,
it's fragile and lifeless body,
fitting easily into the grasp,
of her small fingers,
It whispered,
she held it firmly,
between the small tip of her finger,
and the pad of her thumb.
It whispered,
thoughts into her ears,
images into her mind,
passion within her heart.
It waited,
and she began,
gathering her thoughts as she went,
her mind bursting with colors,
a blank canvas was given life.

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