broken are my gifts of love…
broken
are my gifts
of
love
what
should be
grace
ends in clumsy
disgrace
my words
like wallflowers
need
a shove
and
still they
get lost
avoiding you
at great cost
yet, the letter
from my lips
is
simple, my love
you are the prayer
that echoes from my heart
for all the Universe
the hear
from below
to
above
by jaysen matthew waller
©2010 Jaysen Matthew Waller
The Metta Garden 
This one is also beautiful. You really are great at fleshing out emotions. I can really feel them. I think that takes a very true and unconditional heart. Thank you again for being, and for being such a great poet.