She made the world for him.
Took the dust and prim, 
And molded it to shape
What she could never say.

Rock and earth beneath her skin,
Him beneath her hands. 

And when the last dot 
Of the last star 
Was placed in the lasting sky, 
He fell in love. 

Gardens and mountains
Witnessed their bond, 
Air and fire fond
Of the way they belonged
To one another. 

And when she couldn't create anymore, 
Her heart fatigued and wrung, 
He left her there
With nothing to spare
Fast and empty and stung. 

But before the tears could leave her eyes, 
She found him steady by her side,
Chin upturned as she realized
He was never gone. 

"You're not alone. 
Will never be. 
For you, I made the sun and sea
To look upon, 
Birds for song. 
You’re all I'll ever need."