That nasty lash, without
who ever knows the provocation?
Beauty marred, intimacy shredded
oblivious to how that acid
The tongue the revealer
of the heart
so the Book says.
This member shows what is
really there while
the heart refuses to see
and the mind rationalizes
what it cannot bear to name.
The tongue betrays the well
while hope and love
believe all things in the face of
Love is either a sucker or full
of faith, the difference
Perhaps both are inseparable parts
of the whole.
Can genuine love exist without the
vulnerabilityboth faith and lack of guile require?