You’ve held someone’s heart—
as delicate as the glass menagerie—
which lies in your comforting captivity.
Don’t let your character or tongue slip.
Hold their heart in your firm grip
but be cautious! don’t be so hard
that you choke their veins and art.
The heart not just pumps blood to the body,
it chests emotions too and is rather moody.
It portrays its rainbow on various occasions
to reflect all of its various versions.
Prevent, though don’t bound.
Let it wander while whirling around.
Protect it from the roughness spread across much.
Give it warmth with your feather touch.