naked

resting assured billows far from my soul
secreting feelings from the heart
while strings play notes of heartache.
take care of the pieces.
take care of the pieces taken.
take care of the pieces broken.

take notice of these moisture spheres that are silent
resounding behind cages of bone,
underneath flesh and abstract within the deepest organ of my being.

words whispered
strums reverberating throughout the air
melodies married,
hearts grasped, held, cherished...

take care of the pieces.
take care of the pieces taken.
take care of the pieces broken.

give truth wrapped in consonants and vowels
and dripping off your lips
divulging your soul.

naked.