we are in so much of life.
side stepping
the puddles,
the broken glass.
how gentle
we are with the knife
as we cut
against the board.
cautious around
flames,
the splintered floor.
how careful
we are with
our bodies, keeping
them from harms way.
and yet our
heart
runs wild when love
arrives,
our mind and body,
both, are led astray.
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