No Glove No Love
suits of armour
to protect this heart of glass
for it has been
broken
and put back together
piece by piece
with super glue
in the past
and this is the last time
because this suit of armour
will block your blows
and send them back
three times full
this suit of armour
is built ford tough
made of iron
and steel
smart enough
to call your bluff
stronger than i have
ever been
only if and only when
i meet the one
and let him in
to drop my heart
on the ground again
there is no more glue
to mend this heart of mine
and the pieces have been worn so very thin
i wear this suit of armour
to protect what is within
Copyright © Jennifer Hanebuth | Year Posted 2006
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