A world of my own

i married my bride of stone

placed her upon a pedestal

draped her in a garment of stone

enhanced with story flourishes

surround her feet

with flowers of stone

gathered from a story garden

infused hot blood pulsating

within my body to

her story covering

warmed her stone hand

with the heat of mine

removed her from her pedestal

on which i placed her

hand in hand

we walked through a story garden

displaying varied stone

coloured flowers arranged

in alluring patterns

we traversed from her

stony abode to a

world of my own

a world of warmth and love