Two Hearts

This one's for Noey, love ya little sister:

Makeup smears
From her salty tears
Black lines
Streaming down
Her smiling face.

Her heart of porcelain
Held safely in his hands
Until they meet again
Safe and sound
How it had been.

On the tips of her toes
Her eyes search the rows
Of people stepping
Off of the plane.

His eyes meet hers
The rest of the world
Is a blurr.

Her tear stained face
Now in his sturdy hands
Wiping away tears of joy.

Two hearts
One kept from the other
No longer apart
Safe and sound
How it always had been
And always will be.