Flight Of The Naked Hearts Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Some had been on sleeves.
For years grieving
With emotions deep.
And taken for granted...
By those who believed them weak,
And soft of spine.

They loved too much...
And too much left behind.
To be found in concern...
For someone who had not learned,
To recognize
Sincere eyes that carried love!

The flight of the naked hearts...
Chose to depart
Instead of dipping into bitterness.
And broken hearts to mend...
To heal and break again!
With arguments to defend...
Why they love!
And love like theirs will never end!

The flight of the naked hearts...
Begins!
And very few...
Who practice spewing venom,
Will come to understand.
Until an unsuspecting fang...
Appears from the mouth of a friend claimed.
Who pierces them to expose
Blood that's sucked!

A loved one they gave up,
Would never have had those thoughts to allow!
Or inflict that kind of pain!
And no unconditional love left comes...
To heal the depth of the drip dropp blood letting,
Felt in this sorrow!
Is left to regain!

All tomorrows...
And the comfort known
From yesterday has gone.