Guard your beating heart,
my tender gentle one,
hold it back and never
let it be for display or
betray the authenticity
that lives there in blood,
and hide your secrets
from the eyes that want
to take and create the
fake harvest of compromise.

Cover it with indominable steel,
your steel that cannot be
penetrated by clever surmise
or cunning like the snake
that took away innocence,
and watch the dagger from
the dark king’s hand that
comes in the shadowy night
to paint a deathbed with desire.

 

12/7/2025