Magnets in the Shards

I

My deceitful heart

is offering me another chance

to break another’s heart,

but this time,

I must reject the deal.

 

II

I am drawn to you

by that attractive force

that pulls broken souls together –

the kind

that recognize themselves

in each other.

III

Upon reflection,

Your heart is huge,

smile is open, but rare

and skin susceptible to bruise

and I must cut you off

before I cut you.

IV

If I lay down my love

for you to cross this boundary,

You will see clear blue sky on the floor,

reflected in rippling waters of affection.

You will see running river beneath your feet,

while walking on broken glass.

 

V

I must refrain

from staging another scene of Pain

dressed in Love’s costume

so I shall spare you

the tragi-comedy

of delusion – thinking

that you love me.

-Akotowaa