Unguarded Heart

Posted on July 1, 2013


The warm breeze blows

an ease creeps in

unexpected and not particularly welcome

there is an edge to nerves

they heighten the sense

bringing up my guard

keeping me armed

I am not ready to open

not ready for trusting

there is a wall that has started to crumble

in the darkness cloaked

my heart has been left exposed

Posted in: Poetry