'Beware of heart'
Should be the sign 'round my neck
The part that burns
And the part that yearns
The one singed by the fire
Afraid to reach out again
And the one whose ugly tentacles
Would crush others to death
The part too shy to let you in
Until the hand has acted
Whose evil twin
Then grasps at straws
Preying, praying
And suffocating
Both parts wanting
To be held close
Both parts needing
Room to mature
Beware of this heart
Stay as far as you can get
Before you wish
We had never met