Rose quartz and Daffodils, candles and self,
under the moonlight I gather my spell.
A bond once filled with emotional health
has been reduced to a torturous hell.
I hug myself. From my heart I thaw frost
(and cradle the broken pieces with care)
Rewrite history to salvage the lost
and capture my love in a well laid snare.
Oh Goddess I lay bare my intentions,
I assure you they are nothing but pure
I’d appreciate your interventions,
To help me stop feeling so insecure.
Undo the heartache, painful and tragic,
Renew self-love with this act of magic.
Acton Art 