Silent Weeping Stones

Sometimes desire is desperation,

And passion all a show.

Fears of being alone,

I am silent weeping stone.

A kiss may break me

Causing cracks in the armor.

You may find it warm and safe,

Or a cold, hard trap.

I am silent weeping stone,

And you are another.

We roll away from each other

And cast shadows on our love.

As stones we can not speak or be moved.

We barricade our world from pain, joy and hope.

We are left bitter and alone.

We are silent weeping stones.