The Heart-Seller

The Heart Seller - Pic courtesy www.weheartit.com

some people say

I wear my heart

on my sleeve,

and I often wonder

how that's true;

do I wear my heart

like a pretty accessory

to beautify myself?

I asked,

and my heart said to me -

'no, that's not true!'

for all I do

is to carry my wares,

from one space to another,

sharing stories,

stoking fires,

looking at the stars

in the darkest void,
and weaving dreams together;

and so I walk around

with my basket of flowers,

gathered over many

seasons and climes, 

to rest in the shade

of an ancient tree,

the warmth of the sun,

or a menacing storm,

to open my wares

and sell my heart,

so I can touch yours

as I dip into

and touch mine.