In Search of Duct Tape

My heart

naïve, eager,

excited

My heart 

dancing, singing,

soaring

My heart

irresistibly tempted

by her beauty,

her intellect, 

her charm

My heart,

despite the warnings,

carelessly leaping

My heart,

in its haste, 

forgetting 

the parachute 

My heart

crashing

My heart 

shattered 

on the jagged rocks

I pretended would

not this time

be waiting

My heart

searching for 

duct tape

to piece itself

together again

My heart

longing for something

to dim the pain

written Summer 2020