in his hands he held a piece of rock
within it lay a diamond of beauty
he pined to extract her from the ore
for he so wished to polish her perfections
yet she wouldn't be easily coaxed
out of her mother load of material

he pondered long
over the gem so exquisite
how he yearned to see her facets
gleaming for him
but she was embedded and unreachable
there she lay within the rough mantle of the ore

ne'er could she be his to hold
ne'er could he feel her heart
palpating along side his
his hopes were dashed
his longing would remain
the lovely diamond staying
within the rock's grain