The Master Craftsman

When he bends his head
in painstaking devotion
to his artisanal craft
of precision design in
carefully applying his skill
to carving a delicate
silhouette of a lovely
young woman for the face
of a prized cameo, does
his preoccupied mind ever
wander to the thought of
it nestling in the tender
fresh pulsing throat of its
living counterpart, and
would the fount of such
precious jewels find grave
consternation in the reality
of his handiwork finding
haven at the carefully hidden
throat of an elderly woman
prizing his gem for reminding
her of the youth and beauty
that once were hers?