Heart Phases Poem by sharon catley

Sometimes…
Your heart is made of ICE
Like every tear you ever cried has frozen round it..
Forming a frosty… thick… protective barrier….
I try to wrap it in my hands… melt away your pain…
But I am pushed away by your glacial suspicions.

But other times…
Your heart is made of FIRE
Red hot with rage and anger. …Repressed passion…
I try to get close…..
Cool down your feverous angst….
Calm your chaotic emotions.....
But the flames lick at me… burn me… drive me back

Sometimes…
Your heart is made of STONE
Gray… heavy… dense… impenetrable…
I put my warm soft cheek against the cold hard surface
And wait…..
But you are numb….
And cannot feel me there


Yet other times.. …
Your heart is made of GLASS
Brittle… fragile… transparent….
I look inside
And I can see everything that you have loved..
I want to be in there too
Filling up those still empty spaces…
But my image reflects back at me from the surface
And I can find no way in....

Sometimes……
Your heart is made of FLESH
And you are all too human..
Torn….. bleeding… raw…
From all the trouble
And hurt the world has piled upon you.
Scar tissue growing upon scar tissue…

Let me spread my love
Like a soothing salve over your wounds
Let me wrap my soul
Like a healing bandage round your sore rough edges.
Surrender….
Lower your shield of mistrust..
And lose yourself in my affections.

That first night
You said you could hear my heart
Beating from across the room
My heart calls out to yours
Like a baby bird crying for its mother