Sunday, September 28, 2025

Unguarded


New love 

Heart unguarded 

No bruises 

No wounds 

Existing freely 

Without hesitation 

Embracing sensations 

Unabandoned revelry 

A fresh reality 


Trusting hands 

Fearlessly reach

A gift in every word 

A promise in every glance 

Hope blooms 

In uncharted soil 

Sans fences 

To keep one out 


And yet 

The beauty of risk 

Is the chance of breaking 

The sweetness of love 

Is born from its fragility 

The heart unguarded 

Beats louder still 

Because it dares 


Unguarded 


© Ron Simpson Jr 

September 27, 2025 


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