Undress My Heart

Years, gauze-wrapped,
Layers upon layers,
Covering my scars,
Hiding heart’s wounds.

Commitment, broken badge,
Emotional, battle damage,
Unmistakable,
Unforgettable.

Unwilling,
Unable…

To live, again.

To trust, again.

To love, again.

But you,
With just one whisper,
One slender index finger,
Pressed to your lips,

Soft “shsssss…”

“I am here, now.”

“I am with you, now.”

My healing began.

Your blessing,
Spilling in my wonting ear.

Your eyes,
Granting me safe harbor.

Your gentle confidence,
Filling my wounded spirit.

Your fulsome grace,
Flowing through, my life, lonely.

Laminous years,
Insulated, wary,
My fortress,

Now crumbling.

Feeling’s foundry,
Solitude, my tempering,
Armor for my weakness,
Guarding,

Now melting.

So many wounds.
So many failures.
So many aches…

Hidden.
My façade,
My life’s lie,

Now surrendering to you.

Disarmed.

Longing…

Now ready,

Ready to bare my spirit,
Naked, willing to risk,
Ready to trust again.

Ready for you,
To take my hand,
And lead me to love.

Ready for the slow,
Delicate,
Sensitive,

Undressing of my heart.

© 2019 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

Revised from June 2018

44 thoughts on “Undress My Heart

      1. Awesome! Keep the wood stove stoked…and maybe you can take some photos tomorrow of your new snow fall!

        Just me, one of your fans begging for your work. It’s AWESOME!!

        Sorry.

        🙂 🙂 🙂 !!!

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    1. I’m so glad you enjoyed it Mamen!!!

      To me…it was the perfect visual. A man, wounded, weak..

      Succumbing to the warmth, safety and grace of a special woman…there to save him, and rescue him.

      Just my thoughts.

      🙂 !!

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  1. It’s such a scary feeling undressing our hearts for someone. Letting them see our vulnerability is never easy, but with the right person, it seems to come naturally, right?

    Love this so much, Bill. Really beautiful poem, my friend!

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    1. That…Brandi…was exactly the vulnerability that I sought. Letting that special person see us…all the scars, weakness, and pain.

      Yet…we succumb. We trust.

      We are willing to open ourselves to the reality of life.

      No net beneath us.

      Just willing to fall.

      Do you know what I mean?!?

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      1. I definitely know what you mean. It’s like that game “Trust Me”… where you fall back and hope, pray that the person behind you will indeed catch you. You’re literally taking a leap of faith and with our hearts, it’s the same way. We are trusting that the person whose hands we are placing our hearts in will cherish it and understand it… all the vulnerabilities, the cracks, the bruises, the scars. Everything.

        Like you said, there’s nothing beneath us yet… we just have to be willing to fall and hope that everything works out.

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