Heartbreakingly not broken.

You absolutely break my heart with your poetry... In a way that scatters the pieces like leaves, shed from the trees - our trees. Paving the way for frosty walks, wrapped up cuddles and meaningful talks.  
Like bits of socks dispersed in the bed, not biscuit nor bread.

My heart it breaks but is not broken.. a reminder of loves token. Promises that stick us together.. stick it together..invisible glue unspoken.