Like a stone statue,

But sentient,

Feeling everything and thinking it all;

Frozen in space,

Unable to move, 

Thoughts flowing with each minute;

The words can’t escape my mouth. 

You are beautiful. 

You caress my face,

Kiss the tips of my cold fingers,

And the feelings bounce around my throat: 

I can’t say what I need to say.

I am of stone.

I am unable to speak, to move;

It is essential I tell you this, however:

Though I love you,

Though we will yearn,

Though you make me less of this marble statue,

And a little more rose-cheeked human,

I can no longer remain yours.

I need you to listen,

Inside the marble rib cage

It beats loud and quickly:

My heart says 
I love you, 

The way the snow falls: 

Quietly, steadily, purely. 

I need you to see, 

My eyes they speak truth:

I need more than the sadness,

More than the tears your kisses draw,

I need you unabashedly.

I am of stone.

I cannot speak and I cannot move. 

But inside I am of feelings,

I am of thoughts.

I am breaking piece by piece,

And one day I will reach you.

This unspoken, unmoving

Love will touch you,

It will move you.