Apology escapes you.
You are made of stone
at all the right places.
Gargoyle-
Unwavering, at the edge
and not a pigeon
would think
to soil your head.
My love, your
vows, unbuttressed
covenents, sacred
under conditions we cannot control.
But you are stone
As was I
until I crumbled.
14.06.2015
#5ThingsYouShouldNeverBreak
a. a promise - unless you can endure the guilt.
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