I fashioned these things
From the earth
For you,
Said he:

Sandstone, soil, clay,
And the work of my hands;
From these only,
These were made.

This is nice,
Said she.

I carried these gifts
From my core,
To the teeth
Of your smile,

Said he.

But these are bridges
Not worth building,

Said she.
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