The Heart is not Immune

The heart is not immune,
To touches sweetly divine,
Diving through the surface,
To things so deep inside.

I don’t know what to feel,
I don’t know what to do,
The battle exist within,
I look for what I knew.

Intentions always good,
The mind wanders about,
There IT comes again,
Thoughts run in and out.

The heart is not immune,
To faces from above,
To souls just like this one,
That break away what’s numb.

My heart is not immune.

R.S.    04/04