Be careful with
a man’s heart.
It is a precious thing.
Vulnerability lives there
in equal measure
to courage.
Let him show you.
Hold him there.
Be openness.
Be space.
Be acceptance.
Be love.
When he has hopes,
say, “Tell me more,”
When he has fears,
say, “Tell me more.”
Let your body
be a cradle.
When he opens,
he may have tears.
Welcome each one.
Kiss them.
When he is
weary, say,
“Come,
put your head
in my lap
I will stroke
your hair
and love you.”
When he
is brave,
shine your eyes
at him
and let him see
your pride.
Open your heart
to him
Trust him
to feel it.
When he loves you,
really loves you,
surrender.
When he is handsome,
which is every day,
kiss him
tenderly,
with love.
Then lingeringly,
with deep passion.
Then more.
More.
More.
Know this:
His heart is yours.
There is no difference.
There is no difference.
When he gives it
to you,
treat it like a treasure.
There is no difference.
a man’s heart.
It is a precious thing.
Vulnerability lives there
in equal measure
to courage.
Let him show you.
Hold him there.
Be openness.
Be space.
Be acceptance.
Be love.
When he has hopes,
say, “Tell me more,”
When he has fears,
say, “Tell me more.”
Let your body
be a cradle.
When he opens,
he may have tears.
Welcome each one.
Kiss them.
When he is
weary, say,
“Come,
put your head
in my lap
I will stroke
your hair
and love you.”
When he
is brave,
shine your eyes
at him
and let him see
your pride.
Open your heart
to him
Trust him
to feel it.
When he loves you,
really loves you,
surrender.
When he is handsome,
which is every day,
kiss him
tenderly,
with love.
Then lingeringly,
with deep passion.
Then more.
More.
More.
Know this:
His heart is yours.
There is no difference.
There is no difference.
When he gives it
to you,
treat it like a treasure.
There is no difference.
~Terri Plewa
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