The heart can be delicate Warm with shadows of love, And sweet with the fragrant aromas Of a sympathetic tenderness The sounds of whispering echoes Filling my ears Singing their melodious tunes Ever so softly, bringing me comfort Healing what has been damaged And saying what is yet to be said Speak softly and with care And join in the harmonious solitude Of the empty night The beating heart is always fragile Wrapped with caring arms Of the one that holds it dear And once again, sweet with the fragrant aromas Yet this time of a healing tenderness I am listening… And I am ready to be healed