My dear and deep loved rock
You are so beautiful
Become a dove so we can fly
And leave this filthy ground behind
My dear and deep loved rock
You are so kind and nice
If not a dove become a flame
So you can warm me when it rains
My dear and deep loved rock
If that doesn’t suit your taste
Become a place where I can float
And drink you up, become a lake
Because when you’re rock
You’re stubborn as a mule
Though I love you, you’re cold and hard
You never speak, you stupid fool!
(Published in Print in 'DeSSerted Island: Poem Collection' - 2014)
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