You are not movable
You are stone
I am water
Crashing over you,
Slowly discoloring your surface
Sometimes I am fierce
Filled with decisions
And emotion to do so.
Other times I am still
Numb in a large body
So quiet the stone aches for fury.
To be touched by the abrasive wave
You are not movable.
You are stone
I try and move you
Place you some place else
For me, to stretch further
For you, to save your surface
Will we dance like this for eternity?
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