Stone Mason
Some hearts
Need strong walls.
I'm a hopeless mason.
Build a few rows
take a break
look up
distracted by your
flashing eyes
caught up in your
dazzling smile
Stupid me I
Drop the trowel
Pick up trust
Open the gate
Forget the wall
Ignoring
why.
I embrace entwine
my eyes closed
kiss you.
Morning comes
Eyes open
reach for you...
Alone
wall in ruin
begin again.
This time can I finish
before my next heartache
Knocks at the gate?
Donald Paul Richardson
(c) Sept 2015
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