Raw behind the rib cage
bulging
ready!
Jaw extended
– attack –
to tear flesh
to expose
protected
delicate
four-chambers
for consummation
thick
red
life
quenches desire
for life to resume
thick
red
life
spreads itself across
empty
longing
a blanket
for a barren
wasteland
for nothing more
than
a
product
of a Hoarder and
an Unprotected
Heart.
maggiemaeijustsaythis 
quickest way to your lovers heart is
ripping a hole in the rib cage
Honest to God, it is!
Strong and lonely at the same time. Thanks for sharing.
Thank YOU for the comment. XOXO
Brilliant , raw , mean and true.
a hoarder and an unprotected heart – lovely!
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Is that what it’s like sharing a bed with the partner to bring up children with.
Two hearts so entwined even the blankets fuse the bond.
. lovely poem
“A Blanket for A Barren Wasteland” I love this line here, It’s literal, strong, and beautiful, you don’t really have ones heart until you have it. Only then can you feel the thick red life in your grasp. Hoarder and unprotected! Brilliant
Maggie Mae’s heart is never unprotected!
Stunning – your words rip the off the page like arrows.
Wow! In one word…amazing! Thanks for dropping at my site 😉