I will hold your
Heart, keep track of the pieces,
One by one,
I will not let you lose track of even
One part,
I will be here,
Until this is done.
I will hold your
Beauty, keep sight of it,
Moment by moment
I will not let you lose sight of your
Until this is done
(And your heart,
shattered, tattered, torn,
has never been more beautiful
in its fragility)

Copyright Hiraeth 2014