(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

When That Moment Comes

My ears,
At times...
Hear far too much.

My eyes uncover,
I long to touch.

My lips stay shut,
And closed.
With emotions frozen within me.

Denying my own needs,
I wish I couldn't do.
But yet I do that too well.

My hands,
Reach to be held.
When I'm alone and seeking.
There is a secret place,
Inside that has this fear.

Who will protect it.
And not reject it.
If I choose to give my heart.

Who will protect it.
And not reject it.
When that moment comes,
To share my heart.

Who will protect?
Accept without neglecting.
And who is there,
To share...
My heart.

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