She *hovers* over her heart
protecting the shattered pieces
with fake glue
trying to hold it together.
She secretly knows he's not right
(does she?)
She knows in the shadows
lurks a sullen love she wants
(maybe one she needs)
-don't touch me- she screams silently
She *hovers* over her heart
folding in upon herself
don't touch me
Just fix me
Payyton Egerstaffer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-touch-me-2/
