Vase

Were I the vase that was created to wait

for you, and to embrace the entire you

in God's hand, as my heart carved in fate

to welcome, to fall into and to fit you

Were I the vase that held your lively vein

Perhaps, so you could blossom in radiance

in heaven's earth, as my heart fused with your main

in the water of the reborn innocence

Were I the vase that refused to let go
as you turned away and vanished in the air

in hell's hollow, as my heart lost its glow
broke into pieces and totally despair
Joy before, sorrow after, ever part?

For you've long been implanted in my heart