Armed with small pieces
As a puzzle with no match
The heart fragments represent
One piece for every given love
A fragmented heart is not
A broken heart in no way
Bits of life puzzled together they are
Where hope once lived inside
And each united fragment
Inside of my latent ventricle
It’s a memory of loving
A small fragment for longing
Therefore, my fragmented heart
It is not broken or contains any damage
Contains separate stories
But it is united with all the love
That one day I have lived and given…
©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya
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