Trust
I gave you my heart,
it trusts to rest perfectly in the cup of your hands,
so I gave you my heart to hold,
to carry over a river of broken dreams,
over the shards of a life past ,
to an intensity of true love desired,
but you became weak,
unable to hold my heart forever,
you reached out to take another,
mine discarded,
drifting,
torn,
a fading heartbeat,
dead echoes of emptiness,
Now...
in this time of need,
I ponder,
to trust another ,
vulnerable I look to you,
I share these words that belong to my heart,
and in this intimate moment,
I give my heart to you,
to carry over a river of broken dreams,
over the shards of a life past,
to an intensity of true love desired,
but I fear it to fall again,
so handle this heart with care,
it trusts to rest perfectly in the cup of your hands,
Copyright © Pol Anto | Year Posted 2010
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