Stone – a love poem

Stone

When you are gone

I am like a solitary stone

On the shore,

Washed up by the sea,

Threatening in its expanse

And likely to engulf me again

And draw me back into the waves.

But when we are together,

The solitary stone

Becomes alive

And glistening with salty foam,

Embedded in the sand,

Secure in your hands.

© Kim M. Russell, 2015

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