Belt Buckle
Shine and see your reflection in the bronze,
flower swirling across your nose as you blink
away the grime in you. Christmas is here.
Valentines alone, but you promised you’d stay.
Words left to linger on empty air, waves
float unheard in your ears: I’ll always love you.
Lat two lines really cinch up this beautiful poem.
Sad. You say a lot with a few words.