A Place of Great Depth

I feel our final breath

Like the last sigh of the wind

This, a place of great depth

collecting each other's shattered hearts to mend

In all aspects we piece each other together

With a needle through each shard but however.

It stains our hands just to show us our true nature

In this, a place of great depth colder than a glacier.

I bend and twist, poke and bore

until my grip almost can't handle any more

You push and polish, stitch and glue

As you notice things that others never knew.

I felt our last breath

as we glide upon this, the final sigh of the wind

No more need for as we beget

With these hearts now pieced together they will never shatter again.

Thank you for rescuing me from my place of great depth.

This, the only thing I can think of to say in retrospect.

For you, this thing called time I shall never neglect.

Allowing dreams to take us away while our love heals the pieces time had us forget.