Written in response to the theme ‘stone’.
On the other side of the embankment
rests a stone that was ours to throw.
We waltzed below the stars and moonlight
never wanting to let go.
–
‘Happiness is just a stone’s throw away’
and it seemed we threw ours
over the little river
where it landed among the stars.
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The air grew colder
as you let out a condensed sigh,
throwing back your arm
and letting that little stone fly.
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Exposed and alone it soared
and grew wings,
ripping through the air, playing a beautiful song
then landing, it sings
–
to me a song once heard
and only understood by us two
I stared deep into your eyes and soul
and for the first time, I saw you.
–
With no bridge to cross
or stepping stone,
we choose happiness over fear
but like everyone we are prone
–
to forget adulthood with the hidden undertone;
the fear of losing love, out of proportion it is blown.
–
The thought of you becoming a star
did not occur to you or I
but as I held your hand tighter than ever
a plaintive comma slipped from my eye.
–
It landed on your cheek
and trickled down into your skin
making me think of that little stone
and a future that could have been
–
extraordinary.
–
But now you’re like the little stone
somewhere lost underneath the soil,
living only in my memories
which as some point will rot and spoil.
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My lover when I cry at night
I’m calmed by your eternal enchantment.
All because you threw the stone
that landed on the embankment.
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