cement

By; Shelbi Henny

There was a dwindle of shattered glass
in our circumference
as we mixed sand from countless
hardships 
to encounter the cement 
that plagued our illustration 
of what love could never be
our unlikely reactions and emotions
smoldering in acquaintenance
with dispositions
water stirring the admiration
that formed the manuscript
of bliss 
yet sustaining beauty
that breaks the rays 
and combust in tangent 
spaces that was empty 
yet sing again
and though I've never heard 
of these lovely tunes 
why do they seem so familiar
why must they pull the seams
that draws us together
separate strangers
becoming flat surfaces 
that hold the barriers we break
molding into sculptures as
we swiftly are joined
we are solid 
gray in color yet beaming
in yellows, reds,greens
and vibrant blues
holding
we are holding