heart un-emended

by southernmusings

i did not realize that it
was a broken heart
until it was too late

it is impossible to fail at love. love is
not a test or riddle. it is the wind
on warm October days, whistling
through the crunchy tree tops.

there is no way to emend the
cracks in the walls, the missing
soul, the spirit folded in half. there

is a twisting inside when what is
cherished above all others is
gone. an immeasurable span

from longing to love, grief to
peace, scorn to adoration. each
stolen smile from lovers who’ve

lit out, warms with false comfort,
a numbing pill before blades
true pierce the trembling heart.

this is how i saw you. from afar,
flashes of red and gold and green
kaleidoscope beams danced with the

wisps in your long, curled hair. and
sunshine erupted in my soul. magma
thick and red, shimmered across

these new blisters within me. i knew,
in my knower, that’d i’d never again
be the same. never watch the sun

break into morning without the sting
of you. and to never again know the
peace of the sun setting in the

orange bed of dusk, hoping that
you, would by chance, witness
his ember nightcap too.

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