one pebble a stone
one thought I thought
looking at it  as I picked it up
saw it's surface polished
by years of rain
felt so good in my hand
smooth as a thigh
her cheek
thought of her
her my rock hard love
wish I could find again
along this path
this pebble strewn
grass forgotten
worn out
to the creek to throw a pebble in
path I tread
evermore