Weary Heart
Weary heart
Like a thorny rose
Each prick blisters
Representing accumulated blows
Now thickly glazed
Cautious & patient these days
Yet not withered tart
This frosty rose
Immediately froze
Crimson cloved
Armor lost in a doze
Stranger, I'm agile
Cannot view me fragile
Straw-like and green stemmed
Silky petals easily unhemmed
Vulnerably swaying in an evening breeze
Keep your distance, please
To the chosen few
I ask, “Will I ever learn
To let my guard down to you?"
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