The doppelganger of my heart is roaming free,
The metal of her marrow
gleams rose golden
with a love of sweet spring peonies.
Her broken pieces
she has painstakingly carved
into faceted prisms
reflecting rainbows from pain
in victorious iridescent light.
Her love,
once bestowed,
envelopes you, like a blanket,
soft and warm,
all the cozy comforts of home.
If you see her,
please send her back to me.
She left me with only my shadow
and an empty reflection
I cannot finish this puzzle
they call life
without my missing piece.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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