If you weave your way into my heart, leave my spirit alone.
Don't break what was just mended with rolls of tape and glue.
Twisting your way to ensnare my mind, don't let me fall.
Can't you see how broken I was alone, I'll surely break again.
What we are together cannot be defined, no title, no name, no crown of gold.
Together we become what is needed for each other; sometimes it cannot last.
YOU ARE READING
Windblown
Poetry"Where the birds take flight, and freedom sings..." 🌸 Thank you to @Letterbyowl for the lovely cover!
