Musings

A finger, trails; smoothly and comfortingly; along her cheek to; wipe the tear, away; then, in a, moment of, moonlit, poetry; lips, kiss; the, tear-streak; and the, smile that, blooms; changes, her, whole day. A glass shard from the, heart that was, broken; is, glued; back in, place; from someone, other than; the, boy; who, shattered it; to, tell her; She’s worth it.