braided love

You can’t keep this
I said as I handed you my heart
Yours seemed to fit so perfectly

You can’t keep this
I repeated as you looked up
and tried to hold on to it

slipping through your fingers
I swiftly caught it
and saw what you had done

silver braids you wove around it
and bound it to yours
and as you tugged, I wept

Be strong I whispered
as we parted the mercury line stretched
but did not break

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