This string is a tie
That binds
Two beating hearts
Across no distance
But fearful minds.
It's a reminder
That the frailest of things
Can mean something
Can even be broken
And survive
With a little love and care.
This string is weak
And could be broke
With one tough yank.
(Though, isn't that true,
Of most everything?)
This string could be strengthened
By chording around another
And each is stronger for the other.
This string is pink
And this is blue
Like midnight over a sleepy ocean.
It's a reminder:
There is a tie that binds us
That isn't even physical
And cannot really be broken
Even if we try.
Friday, April 9, 2010
These Ties That Bind
Posted by Oneiric at 4:02 PM
Labels: A Pretty Pixie, A Soft Love, Thirty Days of Poetry, Weapons of Courage
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