A jade stone
too precious for me
to shatter
with my hammer
too delicate for me
to shape
with my fingers
too beautiful for me
to touch
with my heart

That's why I couldn't use its pieces
That's why I didn't leave a dent
That's why I shouldn't hold her for too long
In my heart

That's why I could never have its pieces
That's why I could never leave a dent
That's why she could never hold me for too long
In her heart

On my final day,
Or even later, I would say
My coffin was made
with nails of jade
And I was there
In her heart