Cold Stone

So many nights and so many days
I haven't heard from you
Maybe you and I are thru
I've missed the warm lips of yesterdays

Is this what you had of love
A shake of salt,pepper and thorn?
Nails in the cringing flesh on the cross?
Into this we were born?

So many days and so many nights
I haven't heard from her
Maybe she and I are over
I've missed the meaninglessness of our fights

Oh Love, subject of so many songs
I cannot know its depth until it's gone
When I think of her warm lips
With my lips of stone

Oh Love, when I am alone
I often think of you
What have I done
To turn your heart into stone?

Nguyen Do




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