A Poem

(For more poetry, see my poetry page).

 

My Heart

Sealed and secured,

As a love letter that might be

Found too soon,

Or a minion too precious

To be revealed. . .

 

Hidden

Secure

Safeguarded

Preserved

(Finger touching lips)

Not known

(wink)

Yet known.

 

Why held so?

As a child grips her dearest doll,

presses it to her breast?

If it were living,

It would smother there.

 

Fear of being birthed prematurely

And unable to survive?

 

Or

 Fear of being squelched?

. . . Unworthy

Incompatible,

Or worse

Inconsequential. . .

 

Then, thus revealed,

Lying on the floor

Naked,

Ravaged

Not by passion

But pain.

Never to be held closely

By anyone

But me.

 

Yes.

Guarded,

Covered . . .

Not by a veil

But a shroud.

 

– May 12, 2008

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~ by jackiedoss on May 12, 2008.

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