Loves Bruises Poem by Phil Soar

Bruises from old and uncomfortable romances
Scars from those love ones you gave endless chances
Times when the world seemed explicitly cruel
The trips to those places where confidence rules
Outside your close circle of friends, there's advice
They tell you to overlook lying just twice
The first time, it could be forgiveness that wins
But twice is too much, you should punish those sins
The heart will reveal such a forgiving nature
The head's not the ruler, or loves favourite flavour
Bruises of black and blue, worn with remorse
Scars from the times you have ridden the course
Hearts full of loving, just waiting for more
Ever romantic, with a welcoming door