Why is it that heartfelt words can
Sometimes cut like sharpened swords?
Why is it that people seem to flee in fear
When you open up your heart and give?
As you offer up your love in words
Why does it have to make them run a mile?
Rather than just accept your praise and maybe smile!
Are we so afraid to commit to love that we escape instead
Running blindly from that proffered love
Taking any road to get away: not stay: as would be expected?
We poor humans seem to be in such a sorry state
When those words we want to hear so much
Cause us to freeze up and balk at what is offered to us
Upon that beautiful silver ornamental plate: our heart!
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