glass heart

encased in an intricate web
of thorns and vines
it pulsates and glows faintly

to see it clearly one has to peek
and pry the thorns away erstwhile
getting gashes and cuts

peeling away the vines will show
it is these exact thorns
that hold it together

it is broken
and shattered
to bits and pieces

but it emanates a love
that each bit has
continually nurtured

catch a piece of it
it is yours
to keep…