Aug 10

Little Love

She put daisies in her hair,
little things,
that made her beauty,
even more beautiful.
Her chocolate eyes that,
with love,
swirled and shined,
gave my life a light.
Hands full of fresh flowers,
held tightly,
in those tiny hands,
that held my heart.
And that stolen little heart,
beating alive,
that she held softly,
broke apart over,
and over,
when it no longer felt,
those careful,
beautiful,
hands.