365 Poems in 365 Days: Cemetary Gates

Still pantunning. Number 63. Not a true story.

I see your face from across the graveyard
Your frozen beauty watched from a distance
Finding words you'll listen to will be hard
I doubt you would give me a second glance

Your frozen beauty watched from a distance
I know the vision will only tell lies
I doubt you would give me a second glance
But still I find you lovely to my eyes

I know the vision will only tell lies
I didn't think you'd wait for me here
But still I find you lovely to my eyes
Stone carved image dead a hundred years

I didn't think you'd wait for me here
Finding word's you'll listen to will be hard
Stone carved image dead a hundred years
I see your face from across the graveyard