She stands in stone
A stone wall in which she protects ,hiding the heart in which she has kept
From her love , her thoughts are upon a rack
A tough shell ,a bullet proof vest .
The silent thoughts in which she will never speak
Only a empty love in which she feels so deep
Only part one of the play, for her love will never go a stray
Love at half mast, her lover will never heal the past.
Glass hearts will never break if there kept from loves emotional quake.
By Scott Baker