[pre]Since we met,
almost two years ago,
you've been sculpting away,
at the marble of my heart.
Like the earth,
it will be permanent,
and become the legacy.
Like the ocean,
it will be given life,
and become the essence.
Like the flame,
it will provide warmth,
and become the inspiration.
Like the breeze,
it will propel,
and become the carrier.
The sculpting is not complete,
you clear the unnecessary chunks,
and with each tap of hammer and chisel,
you give shape to my being.
Like the figure,
it will always exist solely for you.
Until it ceases blemish,
only then will your masterpiece be complete.
And there it will remain.[/pre]
