Love fraudster

An old stool by the lane, wind flips a tattered sketch
Empty pockets, bold lines, I dared stand at your edge
No pigments, no frames, just a draft of the rest
Stitching years with rough brush, no gold to invest

Cups and bowls each in place, no need to cling all day
Same hearth warms our haze, hearts read without a say
You catch the tone beyond brush, I see the shade in your touch
This deal has no proof, yet we both choose to clutch

Once I spoke of far shows, tongues from strange lands to decode
By lamplight, three years slow, you carved words in your load
The stove keeps warm congee, the desk piles small affairs
Living ordinary days, you mastered foreign airs

Clay does not crave gold, heart does not chase loud shine
Simplicity holds strong line, standing through wind and time
First sight matched the frame, long days knew the true grain
This empty-handed vow turned out the most steady chain

She’s my blank canvas borrowed with empty hands
She’s my sketch without rule or plans
She’s my casual mark on the page
She’s my line that wears well through age

She’s my blank canvas borrowed with empty hands
She’s my sketch without rule or plans
She’s my casual mark on the page
She’s my line that wears well through age

No grand stage, no bright glow
Just two, one brush, one light, laying years slow
Supporting each other, growing side by side
That light vow long ago turned the world into tide

She’s my blank canvas borrowed with empty hands
She’s my sketch without rule or plans
She’s my casual mark on the page
She’s my line that wears well through age

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