Achilles Marble

Three years I’ve been carved of marble,

cold and desolate to emotion.

I’d forgotten what it was to feel before

your blue eyes and warm skin ran up behind me.

Do you know how hard it is to make something as solid as stone look so soft?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s