My Hardened Stone- Has Melted Poem by me poet yeps poet

Even stones melt

when some one lays

her head on the beech

and

enjoys the evening breath
flavoured by the breeze

before sunset

as night beckons

come inside

make love to me

The stone cracks
are you asking me
and
splintersinto gems
like the sand

she holds your hand
and
leads into the stream
is it just a dream

where has the stone gone
can now anyone tell me

In lovers hands
clenched are mine
in the mines

now it's lovers time
the moon shines