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23 Stones Part 2

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23 Stones Part 2

This is the second half, read part 1 for the first half

July dawned hot, we began to know
That here was something, a warm hot glow

August again, classes to fill
We planned as one, like Jack and Jill

September, my birthday, private you and me
My friend burst in, yet we still were free

October again, I fought through traffic
To meet you Halloween, in your silly Minnie raiment

November your birthday, make love in the club
I held you I pretended to love what you loved

December I planned a perfect getaway
You and me and some others, and kindness you laved

January brought classes, more than before
We bulled on through, now in sync, lovers asoar

February we began to slow falter
Work, school, friends our altar

March you strayed, to my horror my pain
I swore I wouldn't, yet your tears I obeyed

April you gave it your all, you called
I pretended to love, through my pall

May was Florida again, but cracked
We all faked joy, yet twas bittersweet pack't

June was all gone, we began with goodbye
I begged to you now, but you said to fly

Twenty-three stones I laid twenty-three months ago
To guide you to my path my door

You complained of the mud, which stained your shoes
Who knew at the end, what life you would choose

Each stone now grows moss, a film of dust
Each cracks a bit more, with each summer's rust

The stones abraded my skin, took simple cells
Each one a testament to love, to your spell

Your mocking voice suggested a simple path
My eager hands set it down, to dull your wrath

Twenty three stones laid out to the back
Where now I crouch, in loneliness wrap't

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