For you
Her heart beats to the rhythm of a broken tune
Staccato
Unable to soar
Like an unfinished song
She longs to be complete.
Her heart is gold, yet tarnished
Impacted by the years
Of aching thoughts
Silent
Begging in her head.
Her heart is fragility at it's finest
Take it in your hands.
Broken
Let her fragments be repaired
Only by you.
Shirley-Anne Kennedy
Wed 2nd Jul 2014 10:17
Lovely x