Aria Asylum
An essay of my life, all illness and desire, in poetry.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Soft Heart Gently
Handle this soft heart gently;
I am a stranger here
Repentant for love undeserved,
seduced by guilty fear
Hold this cold body closely
I am afraid of trust
and of feelings in you that I can’t reach
so I burn in silent lust
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