F. J. Thomas


The Last Architect


Within his arms I am kept whole
Echoes of my pain resonate
He holds me close; he quells the hate

Catching each tear he makes a mold
Refusing to let go, he waits
Holding tighter, defying fate

Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Breathing strength through me, I exhale
His hold still firm; my heart still frail

Splintered shards fused; a complete soul
I stand once again and breathe life
Once more his lover, friend, and wife

Within in his arms I am kept whole
Catching each tear he makes a mold
Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Splintered shards fused; a complete soul



{Constanza}

Submitted: Monday, June 09, 2014

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A dedication to the Architect I married. The only
one; The Last one.

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