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Two Halves of the Same Broken Heart
by Marjorie Anne ReaganYou lay there like a baby
blood dripping into you feverishly sleeping
I look upon you strong man
and know the pain he spared me from going through this sooner.
Your pain
my pain
helping each other through
in our muddling way.
Knowing we are each a mess.
Accepting each other.
Right, wrong, whatever.
The mere fact either of us draws another breath
to see a new day is a miracle.
Appreciating horseback riding on the beach
the rain, air and each heartbeat wether yours or mine.
Sometimes i hate you for holding me under so long
that I began to breathe under the same drowning water as you
sometimes you hate the fact you want me around still
we became a twisted mess of eachotherness
melded symbiotically thriving
neither one with out the other
but together
perfect happiness shared
pain shared
holding each other up
keeping the life blood flowing
two halves of the same broken heart. 01/22/2012 Author's Note: love an imperfect person perfectly
Posted on 01/23/2012
Copyright © 2024 Marjorie Anne Reagan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/23/12 at 11:12 AM .....excellent..... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/23/12 at 02:38 PM How many relationships are held together this way 'we became a twisted mess of eachotherness'. Loved it lady!
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| Posted by Mo Couts on 01/23/12 at 05:29 PM Oh wow...this is such a winner! I think we've all had a love like this one before...and man oh man, do they stick with you! |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/24/12 at 12:01 AM That second stanza is stunning. |
| Posted by Shannon McEwen on 01/24/12 at 06:27 AM beautiful - I love poetry that talks about love in reality. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 01/24/12 at 09:26 PM I do so love the idea of loving each other in a "muddling" way. It describes some of the best relationships I've ever known. Thank you for this. |
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