The Endemic Hurt Of Her Draconian Lover Poem by Fiona Eris Strand

She climbs the rickety scaffolds and
sees cobwebbed cathedral bells
that ring and echo throughout her heart,
A heart aching with dreams,
of
attentiveness and nurturing she
hopes and prays for.
She moves passionately even
with slashed tendons,
never standing still,
but despite it all still standing.
Fiercely independent but
never straying from her dependents.
With her undying dedication,
She speaks to the darkest
corners of all hearts,
waiting for the one she
wishes would again learn
to listen to hers.