Wednesday, February 2, 2011

You Love a Stone

And I think I believe that, if stones could dream, they'd dream of being laid side-by-side, piece-by-piece, and turned into a castle for some towering queen they're unable to know. And when that queen's daughter came of age, I think she'd be lovely and stubborn and brave, and suitors would journey from kingdoms away just to make themselves known. And I think that I know the bitter dismay of a lover who brought fresh bouquets every day when she turned him away to remember some knave who once gave just one rose, one day, years ago...

7 comments:

  1. and to think it all started with a stone dreaming XD

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  2. wonderful imagery here, keep up the good work

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  3. great piece man... you have a way with words

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  4. Bitch needs to move on and get some hot stone action.

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  5. nice writing bro, keep it coming!

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