Her Heart Spilling Over
Forever one second til,
one heartbeat from, stuck in time,
an eternity of moments undone.
In lyrical footsteps or shattered glass,
slithered pieces of a blue moon reflecting fractured paths,
falling off of moments gone by.
His heart tipping over,
upon glass, teeter-tottering choices,
one soul traveling one path, one page half mast.
How many angles in the ocean,
angels numbered on the sand, seashells crushed,
until a dream makes it unto land.
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