Mending hearts

Cherry blossom hearts

Beautiful yet fragile,

You sit with a broken dream

I’m hidden in your shadow

The twilight sky falls on your face,

Lilac and gold

Like your soul.

“Do you mind getting your heart mended?”, I ask you

You look cold,

But when your finger laces mine

I feel a warmth like never before

You say, “I wouldn’t mind” as those eyes find mine,

There is a golden hue

And it’s not the sun,

just you.

I see your glistening hair,

my smile breaks through.

Your breath on my face

Like honey flavoured candy,

Feels sweeter than the wind

Until my heart shivers a last time,

And you say, ” I wouldn’t mind, just not by you”.

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