my heart in your hands (mini poem)

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.