Within my heart lies dormantly: "love broken and love to find." Every night, a part of me will sneak into past finding lace of shoes lost on my way home, while at day; I'll smile with the sun rising from her horizon, hoping an angel would fly to my window pane, knock! With illuminating smiley face, requesting hot coffee and a stroll with me in the gardens. Like a child abandoned in war zone, my heart cries out even to those who murdered my life, hoping to find shelter in their refuge. Days has watched me weep sore and nights burying my tears under tattered pillow.
My heart still echoes in right and wrong places, looking for someone who is careful to find the cave where the voice is calling out.