Today, I Thought

Today, you came back again
full of pain and glory. Should
I release what you had been
to what you always were?

So many stones to steal
from a jealous surf whose
loving hands shaped them
into jewels, a gentle chisel.

And you are like the sea, rolling
in, then rushing back. My human
heart wanting desperately to hold
you still, to call you back.

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