No heart of stone*
Fire and stone, clay melting from this art
Molding such beauty from the start
A blended sculpture, I see of you
My aim in this artistry is heart so true
Indeed I see Now what the finish product is to be
Is Now the entwining and the mold of you and me
Dom*Colucci 2012
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