A Heart Wrapped in Thorns

My heart is wrapped in thorns.

Creating a droplet of crimson blood 

On the delicate fingertips 

Of anyone who dares to cross the territory.


I read pages about all-consuming loves,

That ignite fires within our bones.

Why do the thorns refuse to wilt

And allow my heart 

To experience this euphoria?


In my head,

I dance as raindrops fall.

Glistening as they hit my bare skin.


I would like to think that

Somebody dances with me.

Holding an umbrella to shield 

The storm.


But the reality is 

I am in solitude 


My heart is wrapped in thorns 

That nobody can wrestle through.

  • Author: Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 25th, 2022 19:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: Wow, this is my first poem in 4 years! I hope some of my old friends are still members of this community :))
  • Category: Reflection
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