Broken Arms

If I held

you in my

arms which

have seen

so much work,

would you

know they had

been broken?

Would you miss

the supple suave

and strong

enfolding for

the rough

vise they have

become? If

I held you

in my arms

and loved you,

would you

know my heart

had been broken?

Would you miss

the steady pulse

and surrender to

the fracture?

Would you let

me love you

if you knew

my heart had

been broken?

Would you

remember animals

others have forsaken

make the most

adoring pets?

♥