I mark my heart fragile,
And blush to place it on display
Among life's ornate treasures.
A tender token...delicate as spun glass,
Pure as crystal morning air.
My heart pounds with love's want
It's chambers feed the fires of desire.
Wait... the consequence of an embrace
Will surely charm. Now, feel another's heart
Beat in harmony...a duet in syncopated time.
Now would rapture enfold my fragile heart
In velvet whispers. Now would joy
Spin it's chrysalis, and encase my fragile heart.
Now, the finale... my soul consents to emerge.
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Joan, I love your way with words, quite complex at times, but in this poem, after reading it, I finally concluded....."She finally was willing to give in, and allow your heart to fall in love" Am I wrong.....
A wonderfully expressive and delightful free verse. Beautiful choice of words, except I thought "merge" would have been a better choice for your last word. Regardless, this is excellent and most charming.
Your works get more and more beautiful with each write. I find myself anxious to read more each time. The words you use, the metaphors and similes, the images they all create and the descriptions you say...they make it so beautiful. Wonderful write.