A Soft Spot
My heart is old in love years
the flesh not as supple
There has been a hardening
brought on by years of toil
years of care
a heartache or two
or maybe more than a few
have made it quite callous...
My heart is old in love years
and yet...
there is a soft spot in my heart
a tender place
where the flesh is young and strong
beating along
swathed in oxygenated flow
not toughened by age
or hardened by rage...
It is soft
It is warm
It is moist
and fresh
virbrant and alive
full of love...
Yes, there is a soft spot in my heart
for.....you
Eileen Manassian Ghali
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