Ballad of Longing for a Rock

That hardened stone inside your chest cracks with each pulse and each beat
I hear it thud and am desirous to know
Why ever we were cursed to meet

Your once heat-driven hands are stone
Your searching eyes have ceased to move
Your chiseled features set in rock
Weather more slowly than your love

Once upon a time you etched
Your passions in my willing mind
Where once I sculpted your slants and curves now only monolith I find

So I set to work on my fresh new plot
To break your cold statue heart
For you've influenced mine to be solid as well
So we'll crash till we crumble apart.