Can I describe beauty?
Can I?
That stare, oh that stare
That pensive look
So subtle
So simple
So sweet
Is all I long for everyday
The stone so cold
As I brush away the morning dust
And wipe away the dew of her exuberance
And all of nature’s forces in my chisel here
With every ebb
My whole world rocks
Until I’m petrified into her gaze
And we are one in stone
Molded for eternity
For all to witness the majesty of our love
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