My trust
Fully and gently placed in
The palm of your hand
Hung on a string
Snipped and shattered
Like the tattooed porcelain doll
you saw me as
A broken figurine
Doesn’t mean hopelessness
Beauty still evoking strength
Drawing closer
To a perfect Whole
My True Love
Holding open His heart
For me to fall into
A lifelong mystery
I never want to figure out