Fränz Müller

Harden My Heart

Clasp my heart in your slender fingers

if you dare to try;

you won’t stiffen it with wine

or a sweet melody.

No amount of spit or lube

will make my heart flutter.

My heart is unmoveable, unknowable

stimulate it to no avail!

My heart was hardened long ago

and it will take more than all that you have

to stroke my ego

and get me to agree

to let love in

and free me to try

to penetrate your mind.