Broken Things

ave a thing for broken things*

I find it healing

Seeing what a little compassion brings

I may be selfish in my view

But I see value in me and you

The broken pieces sometimes jagged

Maybe not perfect

Even sort of ragged

But a coat of many colors has its charm

Someone caring

Protection from harm

Bad situations

Missed calculations

Breaking of hearts

Sometimes parts

The alchemy of the healing

Satisfaction from with appealing

Thoughts of past disgust

Changing to lust

Craving a soulful connection

Seeing each other’s reflection

The healing begins

Forgiveness of other’s sins

Seeing the pieces of the puzzle connecting

All the while reflecting

On circumstances that brought us here

No longer being in fear

Only living in gratitude

Changing our attitude

Seeing the good

When we didn’t think we would

Opening our heart and mind

Seeing each as so kind

The broken pieces will never be as they were

Yet as a whole, we both will be better for what we endure

Parts now reinforced stronger

Will only last longer

Perfectly imperfect

The beauty of it all on display

Unconditional affection

Developed in a magical way