Broken Pieces

Written by: Michael J. Falotico

                                 My eyes closed as broken pieces fell to the floor...
                               Through my fingers they dropped by an open door...
                              The breeze blew in as I struggled to put them back...
                                         Some fit and others drifted into cracks...
   
                                    The hands of the clock don't flip back like pages...
                                   They only tick on and fade like curtainless stages...
                           As the door closes I stare at the pieces left on the ground...
                      Only to remember how the beat of two hearts made one sound...