The Runway Of Her Heart.


The runway to her heart.
Filled with bristles.
littered with debris of betrayal.
Guarded by thorns and spikes
To prevent another crash.

The runway to her heart.
Shattered and battered.
Hard and crass.
Cold and hot.
To keep her warm.

The runway to her heart.
Used to be smooth.
In her teens and youth.
Several times she was made a fool.
For making it smooth.

The runway to her heart.
Zigzag and swervy.
Rough and tough.
It's not her fault.
Love toughened her up.

© Toobrightanthony
📸: Designecologist@pexels.

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