His Heart, Red on White

Sending shivers down my spine
With his obscene
Innocence.
His honesty shames me
To the bone.

Whatever he feels
Hurtful and crying
I would jump off the cliff
To save his soul and
Bring it back
Among the sheep.

Let’s put up a flag
In this country
Where hearts meet to
Rest in
wool.

Out of all templates
I’ve chosen your silhouette
Let me walk in your
Heavy shoes and
Sing praise of
Tenderness.

I’m clinging to your
Little finger.