Love's Deathly Reprieve Poem by Nitza Mendez

A tingle that creeps
From a place yet unspoken
Seeps into a heart
That’s been bruised and been broken
It lay in a cage
Black and dead as can be
When the tingle reached in
It beat 1,2, then 3
Healthier color returns
Its death has ended
Yet still the blood drips
From the place it’s been mended
Then a tender soul
With a heart of gold
Helps allow it to heal
Cradled in its protective hold
What caused this reprieve?
Not sure if it’s true
All that I can think is
It started with you