Untamed Heart
I close my eyes and I can feel my heart beating strong under years of thick scar tissue.
Lovers come and lovers gone, leave traces of their sweetness. Erasing bitterness.
Secret moments shared. Beginnings middles and ends tangled into gentle grins of fond memories.
Most importantly kept inside my soul, like pandoras box, a fire remains so much more contained. Wisdom and experience drown out vulnerability and escape.
I close my eyes to recall sweet days of ignorance and adoration. I close my eyes hoping to awaken.
Wrapped up in my cocoon I wait to see what is to come. Like a snake shedding its skin, I pray for renewal and remembrance. My heart beats ever-steadily, strongly like a one-man marching band.
I pray. Breathe. Sleep.
