… your heart

I laid your heart

Sunning on the rock

Cold it had been

Glazed in rough waters

Shadows linger

Flirting and tickling

In gentle swaths

Broken and prickly light.

Green… soft the inviting lichen

Backdrops your smoothest curves

Formed in the finer sands

Silted by cozy and faithful currents

Fleshy domes and porous etchings

Drink the rays and soak

More of the splashes

Truly you are far from broken.

(August 2008)