december twenty-ninth two thousand and nine

I lay there with his arms wrapped around me
so tightly
that I thought maybe he was holding
all the pieces of my heart together.
And for a time I knew that I could let go
of all those tiny pieces without worrying
that I could never fit them together again.

For a time, I let him hold me,
and hold the world,
together.

1 comments:

Accidental Poet said...

Praying for you, sweetie.