frailer than crystal,
you cradle them with the utmost of heed.
more potent than a king they are,
turning your "want" into "need".

ever so attentively, you hide them inside

in the deepest corners of your being,
thy are kept far from reach.
so precious they are,
to your heart you hold them so dear

until they are mercilessly snatched from your hands
and sent tumbling down to your feet.
in slow motion, they shatter.
your dreams.

once protected in the chambers of your heart,
now fragmented, piece by piece,
dream by dream.