Petrified

You exist for me

In all places and times



Frozen, almost

Beyond the touch of age

Decay



And yet also

Growth

'Evolution', you called it



All around me,

As real as can be



Simultaneously you are

Ethereal

Absent, even as I touch you



A stone idol

To worship

Revere in sweet remembrance



But never again to have.

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