Love Like A Rock
Author Unknown
My rock.
So solid, so hard,
So silent, so cold.
I hug you, I kiss you,
I love you, I touch you,
I talk to you.
I beg you to speak to me.
I beg you to touch me.
I beg you to love me.
And you just lie there,
Perfect in your stone cold silence.
A rock by nature?
Or a rock by choice?
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