Susceptible

 

For such an acute mason, you’d

Think I’d use reinforcement

But, I’ll gather up the fallen bricks

Clean them, ready again their use

 

Knowing in time tomorrow, I will

Once again lay them- all

In fresh mud and my blood

Build up these my crimson walls

 

To protect my heart and soul

So- as to keep you at bay

And I will give in, relinquish

To my acing hearts bleeding whim

 

Dismissive of scars, left my heart

Every time you come back to…visit

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

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