12 December 2012
A heart made of wicker, hidden from view; Wilted and twisted, because of you.
Barren of love, but forever entwined; You said it was forever, to the end of time.
The pearls that grace this heart, are my precious tears; Hardened, yet still beautiful, after all these years.
This heart has been woven, with bitterness and pain; A tangled weave, reinforced with blame.
Yet, my wicker heart, is graceful in defeat; It is not broken, merely incomplete.
#inspired by a Christmas decoration that hangs in my house.
My Wicker Heart • Opuss № I