You told me you were
broken inside
and could not heal
would never feel the way
lovers have dreamt
since the beginning of time.

I did not understand
and turned away ashamed
left to wonder how
it was possible the heart
I thought I knew
could be so shattered.

The Japanese mend
broken treasures
with seams of gold
restoring the shards
to new splendor
through time and love.

The art of precious scars
seeks not to hide
but to tell the story
of the wounds that
leave their marks of beauty
only the privileged see.