On the other side

Reaching from shattered pieces.

Photo by Tamara Gore on Unsplash

I didn’t fall to break,
rip your beating heart
with lies and excuses;
with selfish cravings
like beasts of the wild.

I fell to heal, to
taste of wholeness’ bliss
bound to you in happiness;
a primal connection
like finger and nail.

I fell too hard,
broke love’s fountain
of mesmerizing purity;
now to the pieces, I grovel
to mend in repentance.

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