The Last Architect - Constanza
I cry out; sinking neath life's shoals
Reaching within he lifts my heart
Taking count, cradling every part
Within his arms I am kept whole
Echoes of my pain resonate
He holds me close; he quells the hate
Catching each tear he makes a mold
Refusing to let go he waits
Holding tighter defying fate
Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Breathing strength through me I exhale
His hold still firm my heart still frail
Splintered shards fused; a complete soul
I stand once again and breathe life
Once more his lover, friend, and wife
I cry out; sinking neath life's shoals
Within his arms I am kept whole
Catching each tear he makes a mold
Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Splintered shards fused; a complete soul
07/13/2018
Copyright © FJ Thomas | Year Posted 2018
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