rock collection pt.2

two weeks may have passed

since our short-lived love

burnt out too fast

and yet you're taken

into every consideration

life is still lived as though

you're a part of mine

...

finally, just now

I moved the collection of rocks―

ones that had been awaiting your

careful revision and nod of approval

your intrigued inspection beneath

bed-side lamp

I kept them out for a week

hoping the day would soon come

when upon first entering into

the room of the girl whose

heart you occupy

your first motive is to

only carefully study

earth fragments that rest upon glass

but that day hasn't come

and finally, tonight, I've realized

they take up too much space

so I moved them to the sill―

still to be on display,

but not in such an

overtly pestering way

their beauty can be admired from afar

because I can no longer anticipate the day

when it's your body

finding its way

into my car