To the women I love

I think the heart
is much bigger than
I was taught.

How else can it split
into so many pieces
and still feel whole?

Maybe it's not all mine
but replaced with pieces
traded with love.

Here's a big piece from carrie
a rock to which I anchor eternally
another from Ash
the very essence of water
yet another from Hols
so inexplicable, but so there
and a piece from Ellen
like the desert we both love

I feel them all
as my heart fills my chest
I don't understand it

Maybe we aren't meant
to walk through life alone
or even with just one

Maybe we can all share
like we share our hearts
and walk through life

Together.

-Jackie L Meyer, 2005