Too simple still
To fall in love
This chest was born wide open

Displaying vital organs
An extraordinary bargin

Then they began to slip away
were broken, cracked, or stolen.

And walls were built and made to stay
But now my heart is swollen

The fear of joy
For all my days
A path that could be certain

Because of that
Potential threat
To this most vital *****

E. Poe
*Oct. 2013