She holds on to the memento
In it she can see the future and her past
She holds on to the stone that was given to her by her love
In it she can see his reflection
She holds on to that faint pulse
She can see the whole world in that globe
She can feel the heartbeat that was his
In it she can see her own broken reflection next to his.
Broken reflections
Broken hearts

She holds the whole world in her gaze
Wraps around it like a coil
And soars so high and cosiders to let it fall

She looks one last time as she considers
And feels his heartbeat in her hand

Jazzabelle Minerva/ Suzette


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