Shel's blog: "Poems"

Not a mark on it, how could it be? Has nothing touched it? Looking closer, not visible on the surface Can you see it? Yes that’s it, that is why its never been harmed. Protected from the world, hidden away. Enclosed in ice. The heart lays, cold and unfeeling Yet if you look at the face. What do you see? Laughter, smiles Gentle looks, desire? No wait look closer The eyes tell the story The loneliness, the fear A tear falls but who does it fall for? For her? No. For him? No. For a love lost? Hmmmm maybe, but no. The tear falls for the heart Unable to feel Loves touch. It beats and carries life but can not, Feel its own misery Waiting to feel the warmth in its caress Slowly it starts to melt And allow it to feel again Watch the eyes. See the spark? Kindle the fire with gentle true words. See the tear? They flow. Now free and caring Knowing it is safe to love. Realizing that the scars of loving Another wont break it, That it will be able to withstand time Why? You ask. Because of the love of the other heart is the same.