Sinking Stone Poem by (c) Colorofsky

Sinking Stone

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Beneath the surface, love thou hast gone
as a sinking stone, to the bottom, below.
Worthless words, to be but a folly of time,
sentiment, drawn down with the undertow.

Alas, thought, feeling buoy away like bubbles,
eyes watching a last gasp for a last breath.
Sinking, closer doth destiny come,
a love born, born only for death?

Friday, March 11, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny
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