prose

Guard the heart with inevitable caution

Stopping the urge of unique love brings tears

The search for the equal in me cries out

Joy surrounds my core when my smile can't fade

Things lost are like a revolving facade

Only to power a soul for mature growth

Caution drives out the chance of letdown

Grace, Communication and Honesty are my answer to

Weed out any fear of the thought of inevitable caution.