my heart may still be
battered and broken,
but you hold it gently
in your hands till it comes back
to life.
you breathe life into it,
reviving it day after day.
it’s bruises heal
because of you,
my love.
with you, my heart
finds shelter,
revival,
assurance.
with you, the purple
and blues change back
to the vibrant red it once was.
a poem for you, Kellen.
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