Her Stone

Her Stone

A Poem by Rafael Montez
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Single rhymes not one bit with miserable.

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Graceful love comes in pairs,

As she dances slow alone,

All the marry doves stare,

As she holds close a stone.

 

The sweet music plays softly,

Lyrics consisting of kissing of lips,

Sight of union kills her slowly,

From her bitten lip blood sips.

© 2013 Rafael Montez


Author's Note

Rafael Montez
What is your stone? A scar, letter, key, child, photo, house, or simply porn.

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Added on December 4, 2013
Last Updated on December 4, 2013
Tags: sad, alone, couple, dove, stone, her, blood, dance, music, ball

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Rafael Montez
Rafael Montez

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