Rare Heart

Unlucky hearts grow black
as time withers their beats
Most beat a plump red,
the dull thrum of an ordinary life
But gold lines the veins of the rare
their energy an encompassing vibration
It colors their world, enticing
the rarest heart of all,
one that sees beyond a shiny finish
to love and nurture
instead of siphon and wither

✨Deferential Devil✨


I gave my heart many times
to have it stomped
like a fragile flower
or discarded to wilt.

My high walls dropped
for those who swore allegiance
but only to soon
my doors were kicked in.

Show me real love
and mean what you say
I promise to open my chest
and hand you my still beating heart.

✨Deferential Devil✨