Jalene Berger

A heart worn on your sleeve is vulnerable, tender and open.

Long forgotten memories of the harsh conditions there.

Easily caught up in the cobweb of our minds’ eye.

Leaving it hanging out in the wind unprotected.

The reality of what ‘falling in love’ brings.

Swirling around all aspects of life.

Hanging thick, heavy in the air.

Sweet and sticky as molasses.

Falling in love blind,

Without consent,

Can torture

Your mind

Body

And soul.

So, hold fast

To your heart.

Protect it from harm.

Hold closely to your breast.

Where God intended is the best.

Safely tucked within our ribbed chest.

We have only one life to lead in this world.

Only one heart to protect and it’s as good as gold.

Keeping it deep inside with warmth and loves caress.

Please be cautious and careful with whom you give it to hold.

Your future is for you to decide which way it will eventually unfold.