Wanting and Giving [Revised]

Silver labret-
she’s learning to play the keys,
in her head there’s a melody;
she wants someone to sing her a song.

Black nails-
she’s studying the masters,
in her head there’s a canvas;
she wants someone to paint her a picture.

Eyes hide behind brown hair-
she’s reading all the classics,
in her head there’s a man and a woman;
she wants someone to tell her a story.

My head is low,
my eyes shut,
above the stolid ivory runnels
I abide, creating nothing.