Sculpture
Let me carve you out of words,
In,
My,
Mind,
You sit there,
Still,
As a droplet of water frozen in the sunlight,
As a smile preserved in a moment,
As that feeling of trying to see, clearly, something so far away that you can almost nearly grasp the ungraspable, the truth you believe can be found behind and above all things,
You do not change to me,
No time passes,
No death,
That moment,
That smile,
That tear,
A sculpture.