Rooftops

These hands, 
Your hands,

Hold my heart.

And I hold my head,

In disbelief.

What has become of my world?

Reshaped and reforged by you.

Can you hold it here,

For as along as you can?

Please don't forget,

That you hold my heart,
And all it contains.

Don't let it fall from the rooftops,

But let it fall for you.