Can a Heart Break from Joy?

I want to hold her and kiss her 1,000 times
and more. Such a simple wish, to belong to
someone. My heart breaks for her, reaches for her,
can also be healed with hers. My simple wish,
the same as hers.

This looks like a two-way street, clearly marked,
lined with all of the things I love most.
I don’t want to just be a visitor.
I want to dwell here, on possibility boulevard.
I want to share this, all of this, everything,
with her.

Can a heart break from joy?
Burst into 10,000 pieces — then
reassembled in a way that
finds it stronger, happier,
a better heart
A heart shaped like bread
like a sacrament
like crystal, fine and delicate.

The real thing, effortlessly within reach.
Sustainable through faith, love, and kindness