Your Heart a Reflection of Feeling Lost_

Broken colors, backwards rainbow, rain falls
down by the pieces, mirrored glass drips red.
Your shattered heart reflects your true desire.
Pick up your own puzzled pieces; bring me
the confusion set by the missing piece.
You’ve seen them walked over, the red not in
complete thought, yours, but many others’.
The red teardrops that of one’s own failure
to keep in their self a feeling of safe
keeping. My own brokenness that of bright
bloom. Renewal. Soft rain. New days. Late nights.
Bring to me your broken pieces. Let me
put them back into place. The only “whole”
mirror is that which is glued into place.

Leaves Fall and So Do Hearts but You Still Remain_

And to the reference of wind blown leaves,
I say, dance! Dance with the rain and laugh now!
Love in the headlights of passing cars, oh
how broken this all is and lost tomorrow.
Give me a reason to dance in the beam
shone off the moon, drown me in the sunlight.
Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight.
In your eyes, those translucent pools of blue,
the north star brings me to you! Your heart mine,
my heart yours. These living, breathing moments
bring back these tears of fright; that night in which
you were so broken, the leaves skirting down,
about your sandled feet, oh my love, laugh!