Saturday, April 1, 2017

my broken heart is still your home

So
It's just you and I 
Again
I said 
To God
When the other gentleman 
Walked out of my heart
And left us with enough space 
To do cartwheels 
And repaint the walls
And see each other from every crack
Of rainbow light
Seeping through its still pulsing skin
A promise
After the flood
Where the new landscape seems
Quiet
And strange
And my patience is tried
By its slow fertility 
So
Here we are
Again



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