08/30/2026
Day 91 - Porcelain Heart
The Tender Dove
A heart that’s prone to breaking
for the sake of finding love
is ripened for the taking
by a soul that fleeces,
within the shadows creeping
Oftentimes mistaking
an iron cage’s rust
as a promise for safekeeping,
an exchange of bartered leases
worthy of its trust
A disaster in the making
for the tender dove
whose torment never ceases,
within the cage left weeping,
shattered into pieces
and crumbled porcelain dust
© Melissa Davilio
The Poetry of Me MD
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