Canyon Country, CA
I am a rock and you are a rose
I lay at your feet so close to your toes.
You're face is so lovely, looks soft to the touch
mines like the moon and not touched very much.
Your stem is just perfect, so trim and so lean
I'm neither pebble nor boulder but somewhere between.
A rose is admired by most everyone
A rock just gets stepped on or thrown just for fun.
Like dew off your petals or rain from the sky
Just lean on my shoulder if you need to cry.
A rose is so fragile a rock has much strength
Should you lean on me now, I will hold you at length.
A rose is to romance as beauty to love
I'm a rock in your garden
can you see me from above?