My heart does not understand the word
"Casual"
It is swollen with first kisses
Lingering embraces and
Lost lovers
A battleground of
The Human touch
Lightly brushed by fingertips
That will forever leave prints
Some days I wish I could surround it
In a cage of steel and barb wire
Keeping out the trespassers
While protecting these walls
That continue to beat and bleed
Through each break
It knows no prejudice
Always forgiving
Accepting
Loving
Even though the
Ache
Is fucking
Unbearable
~Amber C. Smith (April 2013)
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