I cannot leave even any gem
beneath your pillow,
nor hide one in that cup you use for tea.
To loop a pendant over the mirror
as you shower
and write my love for you in fog
is impossible. You see,
all I can give you is words—
some semi-precious stones
left on a beach
we will never walk together.
Yet will I still write your name in that sand.
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