with the expectation of loss
she loves
temporal and transient
this allows
for the unconditional
giving she gives
deeper is the knowing
currency of admissions
she holds safe
as she listens
never alluding that everything
she does
she thinks, is tinged
with sorrow
and hope
someday
some heart will cling
more than a brief while
"She roll back down to the warm soft ground, laughing to the sky..." Dog and the Butterfly, Heart
