many hearts

he came into my world and started poking around
that’s when he found the many hearts of me
and he set about finding ways to reach them
the easy ones he finessed open with the gentlest of motions
the harder ones he pried apart with steely fingers
for he knew that was the only way
that tortured hearts ever turn loose of their secrets
but the ones i remember most are the ones
he opened without my knowing it
like a skilled pickpocket steals a wallet
on a crowded avenue in June
i let down my guard
i let him in and one day discovered
he had finally cracked me open

but i soon discovered the many hearts of him
holding secrets of their own
mostly dark hearts and dangerous secrets
so i don’t ask about them
and if i slip up and forget for a moment
and try to steal just a little peek
he folds himself up
like a beautiful but deadly flower
with me inside he holds me there
until all my brightness is gone
and i find myself falling dazed to the ground
and i tell myself not to forget again
those places i must not look
the visions i must not see
but because i must see something
i see what i want to see and that
is more dangerous than his darkness
for to really see would be to lose him completely

there are many hearts in you and in me
some are still buried
some are still bruised
some of them completely changed their hue
and some of them bloomed

many hearts


Joined March 2008

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