Taking On
Taking On
My heart pummels my rib cage.
She demands release from sorrow.
blows pound my breast is a reminder;
She needs out of this trap.
suffering I imposed into her delicacy
brings my battered thing to end.
She cannot stay here.
She needs escape; I comply.
tender loving home has been offered
filled with adoration and kindness
Can I let her go?
She deserves least this of me.
to release I take one in return
but too easy it busts in my hands.
boping is possible when mine is muddied
His heart? No, it’s priceless and perfect
She berates me until I know.
I accept and hand off because I love her
I shouldn’t be within miles of his heart.
as I hold it, I know this is love.
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