I see you as a burst of ocean mist ****** Into a nestled and worn monument. Breathing over a humming terra nova slowly etching away the noveau stone
You are the water tipping about the crystals of lone rock husk freezing and seizing at precise locus
Then expanding about the form Edging it to molecular capacity before it heaves heavily - wedging
A simple puzzle lain right beside its obvious match. The edges might be roughened but you can tell they belong They lay there beside one another echoing curve and angle of that which they once clung crystallized
Now they lay beside one another braving the same storms - and shifts of land but having different drops of rain fall about their own dynamic crystallization and different animals walking over them and different blades of grass clinging densely in the padded earth beneath them brushing
Sometimes bridged together by an animal astride the two they are together once more Over time they burnish into fragments and dance about the creek beds and about the base of grass beds and again - though maybe temporarily, are together again