The Heart is a dangerous and yet beautiful place
Where the traveller should be wary to call
For if Love, its companion, looks out at your face
Your defences are nothing and will easily fall.
But what a way to fall to a loving Heart
What happiness is promised every day
Though to the unwary it can all be too much
For then the Heart shrivels and it all blows away.
So if ever you’re there in that dangerous place
And your chest feels a warm tender feel
Be alive to all the Heart’s possibilities
And for you perhaps Love will reveal.
©Joe Wilson – A Warm Heart 2014