Protecting the heart is like
a game of dodgeball,
ducking, diverting advances.
I build a moat in hopes you can't swim.
My unscalable walls are high.
My arms are teflon coated and
the password to my heart
cannot be cracked.
Then why does my heart still
wear this bullet proof vest?
Its no use.
Your warm smile unlocks my vault,
drains my moat, and melts my walls.
Your kindness turns my teflon to velcro,
and weakens all my defenses.
I am vulnerable in your presence and
pray that my frightened heart is safe
within your loving, protective hands.
