Short stories and things

Broken Lover

Broken Lover

Heart of plastic

Because it’s hard and hollow,

Lungs of silver

Because they’re sturdy and pure,

Eyes of emerald

Green with envy and endearment,

Tongue of steel

Because it’s sharp and heavy,

Mind of mud            

Because it’s messy and malevolent,

Soul of egg,

A thin shell that can never heal

And in its breakage starts to rot.