III: Crystal and Glass

i glue my heart of broken glass.

refracted rays of you contract

along the fractures breaks amass.

we fell in love upon the grass,

a perfect shattered artifact.

i glue my heart of broken glass.

the lake was waving evening brass

reflected in your eyes exact

along the fractures breaks amass.

we shared the scent of sassafras

as water braced for sun’s impact.

i glue my heart of broken glass.

the summer lapped its final pass

and left the surface still and cracked

along the fractures breaks amass.

in dreams, these grounds i will trespass

to find their core, and shards extract.

i glue my heart of broken glass

along the fractures breaks amass.

• August