Unarmored

10 pale, half anxiously chewed
Half raw and dried, smell of raspberries
They have been trained to save a life
But fix this, no

I loosen them from hopeless endless endeavors
So I can feel the prominent beating hump
There in the crease of my breast
Where I pulse, unarmored and open

I refuse to hide my smile
Or sacrifice my peace of mind
Nor, shall I deem it worthy for you to do the same
Me, Myself, and I,
Take pleasure in today's breathtaking sunset

I feel, see, hear, have…
Each day, grateful
For everyone I have loved
For every tired hand I've held
For each exchange of bliss and sorrow
For every moment of ecstasy and disappointment
For every betrayal and loyalty
For every imperfection—for in those wrinkly lines
I have found, love for all
...for me

Susie E.