May 17, 2008
you are the stone I swallowed
small and smooth because it fell
with rain I never saw coming
hard to catch in palms that bruise easy
the way it sat in my stomach long
after it slowly climbed up to sit
on top of the wall, a Humpty Dumpty
on a heart that needed
just one more
brick
small and smooth because it fell
with rain I never saw coming
hard to catch in palms that bruise easy
the way it sat in my stomach long
after it slowly climbed up to sit
on top of the wall, a Humpty Dumpty
on a heart that needed
just one more
brick
Labels: love, poetry, rain, stone
