wish I could sculpt you

my hands are not experts
at chiselling chalk
I fear you may crumble
my legs have no memory
to replay the miles I walk for you
Humble, secretly I am there
shyly I care for you.
my hearts core
is iron ore of me
smelted
smitten
I came from an obelisk
a frustrated man
trying to express his love
in gestures predictable
I shower you with gifts
I hope this brings bedrock
to stand upon
yet still feelings shift
please may we never wash away?
this winter sway
of cold is cruel
stay and quell me
be only ever arms length away
so I can draw you in
when lonely moments
snap at me
I shall
paint with words
make a monument of you