Silently

Hands together, open

She waits.

alive

her essence

now exposed.

One walks by

and laughing.

and she caresses it

hands still outstretched.

One walks by

and takes It as his own.

draining the blood from It.

discarded trash.

cleans It

She waits.

palms open

sharing Its pain

of life

She waits.

He walks around

noting the scars

the dullness caused by the laughter.

gentle

It waits.

reaches inside himself

palms open

mismatched pair

They wait.

toward each other

the pieces touch

each healing the wounds in the other

It heals.