I had hoped that
you would grow
into love,
with me,
but we’ve
loaded our pockets
with all the thrown stones
that love
seems to have been pushed
far too deep to feel.

We are weighed down
by this Past
that even Friendship
alludes us.

And these stones
have managed to rub through
to the Souls
within us
where something
unexpected happens
Love has leaked
through
making anything good
possible.