What Do You Think?

You and I
have so much love
that it
burns like a fire, in which
we bake a lump of clay
molded into a figure of you
and a figure of me.
then we take both of them,
and break them into pieces with water,
and mold again a figure of you,
and a figure of me.
I am in your clay.
in life we share a single quilt,
in death we will share on bed.
after I read this book,
I'll send e-mail agian.
I didn't read this book yet.