We Cannot Pass Beyond This Point

We cannot pass beyond this point
Our emotions are buried in stone
We stand together on this plinth
Nakedly alone

Somewhere in the garden of a queen
Somewhere by a fountain in a park
Our type of beauty rarely seen
By visitors in the dark

We could stand here forever side-by-side
Never moving towards one another
Sculptures of two lovers with lover denied
Trapped in stone the moment we fell in love

The big storm came and a tree fell down
We are knocked over and crushed by glorious wood alive
Our pieces are packed up in a crate
And lie forgotten in a palace archive

The sculptor more experienced one day may return
And find his work forgotten in a grave
And refashion us from white marble
And proceed to remodel us and save

If that day comes may we be made flesh and blood
May we be free to embrace as we walk through the park
May we be freed from stone to fall in love
And sit by this fountain in the dark

1999

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

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