Have u

 have u ever let her jus dig in with a chizzle n a brush?
 Admittin flaws blowin away the particles of dust.
 Down to the shape of ur original forms shadow.
 As u stand in frame as real as it's movement follows.
 Seen in the light on this side opposite of where the silhouette resides.
 Disapearin in the dark, draped around her outta sight.
 Held by the truth she's found at bare minimum.
 From the depths as ur rivers flow was dragged n ur feelin em.
 Emotions raw n rare polished as her reflection lives within.
 Have u ever felt a lil ladies piece of mind resuscitate ur shine?