Feldspar, my dear,
Mohs was right
You're a cold hearted woman
With a heart of stone
Gotta gimme credit though
I tried to break
That granite veneer
But it all went sideways
Didn't it?
Vickers was at least
Half right, I guess
When he predicted
My failure
But can you blame me
For trying to polish
That heart of yours
Into a fine
Moonstone?
So I'll leave you here
In the setting you chose
Just a pretty young thing
With a heart of stone