Human After All

She danced where others did not dare,
Seemingly naive and trusting, so fair,
Always ready to hold and nurture,
Soothing wounds, her nature.
One crossed and discovered,
Still hasn't recovered.
She's human after all and hurts deeply,
Once she turns cold, love dies quickly,
The flowers on bloom wilt and dry,
She tosses them away, bitter tears cry.
How fortunate the one her love harnesses,
He'll receive her fervent promises.
Warm her heart, set her free,
Naked and exposed, she'll never flee.

CWylde ⓒ 01 / 07 / 15
Original photography Freddy Camargo