How Many Caps Do You Wear? Poem by Mark Heathcote

How many caps do you wear?
Does your heart need a headcount?
Does your soul need a shepherd?
Does your free spirit need to be reigned-in
I give you a pictorial question, but
Look how you shut close your eyes
Lasso your thoughts into a defence.
How many caps do you wear?
Why is it, I am left catching the wind?
At one stroke, I know all there is about you.
In the next, I am burned by lightning
I am thrown, into a pack of hungry wolves
And then next, we're, physically entangled
I pluck a flower for you, for your hair.
So why is it I ask you, my one true love?
How many caps do you wear?