Held, No More

A stone, I thought you were
So I polished, with my heart
To see your edges shine
Till the beams I held
began to ache my love

A stone, I thought you were
So I shaped, with my heart
To create your shades of depth
Till the meanings I held
began to ache my love

A stone, I thought you were
So I wrote, with my heart
To feel your nature inscribed
Till the truths I held
began to ache my love

A stone, I thought you were
Till your wings opened
till I held nothing
And found a love
that aches no more

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