Dreaming in Stone

Remembering the place I first saw you
Like I've been dreaming in stone
Etched into fragile memory
tracing the lines of every curve
the pain in every laugh
a glow in the soul, to overcome
In her eyes,
the hopes and dreams of generations gone by
like a heaven from the
backseat window
My hands wracked with pain
passing by the graveyard
of indiscretions
reaching out for where I belong
somewhere in her eyes
waiting for the fire to burn out
but it is meant to be
just as the sun shall rise
A certainty,
as if I was dreaming in stone
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