My Heart


Don't touch that
don't go there
it's rather fragile
really, it is

Don't smile
it isn't funny
even if I blush
even if I smile

I mean what I say
if it falls and breaks
it can't be pieced together again
not again
not one more time

I put it there
so no one could reach it
not even I
certainly not you

Please come down
get off the steps
don't reach for it
don't look at it
it's filled with dust
it isn't pretty

Well, I don't actually
remember what it looks like anymore
but I know it should not be touched
it is very fragile
I was barely able to piece it together last time
I figure it was safer to let it be for the a while

Don't smile, it isn't funny
it is not as strong as you think it is
even if it looks that way

it is made of such small shards
little tiny slivers glued together
with so much care
tiny shattered glass tears
that dried in the heat of the moment
when the storm came
and the lightening struck

I put it aside because
I didn't know what to do with it anymore
I knew that my fixing would not hold
if it was touched again
So I put it up there
for when I would have time
for when I would be old

You are not giving up ?
You won't let it go ?
You're still on the steps
you're not coming down?
Really ?
You want to take that chance ?
You might get all cut up by the glass
it is quite sharp you know
Ok, so it is down that path we go


Sandra Langer

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