Porcelain Heart Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Made of porcelain you and I,
Our hands were made together to never part.
With wings arched high upon our back to soar the thoughts passed from you to I.
Though made of clay we were painted to reflect the gleam of each others eyes, the comfort found in each others grasp.
An Physically shown adoration radiating from the throb of gentle hearts.
Living statues exploring eternity in the moments standing still.
Clothed in white, the purity seen from dilated pupils.
Placed on the highest mantle, we seeped deeper into matrimony.
Ignoring the dust collected at the sandals of our feet.
Watching the sun rise from closed blinds.
If I should ever lose you I'd crumble from the inside out.
Should heaven ever hear the sound of my anguished heart may it indulge in the empathy
Of sadden eyes,
fragments of me left against the cold floor.
Away from the warmth of your ever loving hand