Guarded
Who has had access to her heart but a pair of careless hands
that encroached upon her sanctity, fouling it up under scrutiny
like ants under focused light of magnifying glass being kissed
by the sun, and the result was just as damaging.
So, who can assume to understand her reservations when the men
beckon on her, when they call, and they holler, and whistle as if
she'd been wearing a dog collar, how they'd fondle her as if she
were a piece of prime meat, but discard her like a piece of trash,
and somehow get the media to join in spitting on what's already
been maimed.
What could be more suspected: that she was careful because of history?
Or that she simply spurned their advances because those hands had
never considered her demise?
Who can judge a guarded heart? When unprotected they are often
sullied by careless fingers, and cruel intentions and only the lucky
get out unphased.
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