Virginia Evans: Music
Road From the Stone
(Virginia Evans)
It’s a long road home from the stone
The marker of life that’s gone
At gatherings I pretend,
I smile and say, I’m on the mend
But my lips remember
Blue eyes that lingered
Before the touch of skin
I lie in bed and in my head
The only thing I know
I want you back again
I reach towards you on the other side
But the distance is much too wide
I’ve nothing to hold on to
Except this love in minor blue
I read your letters
In your words
True love that can let go
Words smeared white napkin from a conference
You wanted me to know
Apart you loved me so
It’s a long road home from the stone
I travel, though not alone.