Oh that rich red heart ❤️

Oh that compassionate rich red heart that can so easily fall apart.. 
Our beating battery and existence of life that cuts emotions with a knife..
In flagellation it flogs away causing mayhem amidst its play..
Harrowing hurt and healing pain this pumping pendulum pulls a chain..

Our soft-spot betwixt solicitude..an ardour between amour.. to yen such a wantone of weakness with a hankering to adore.. Such a propensity of passion a human heart can hold as guts..grit and fortitude shall steadfastness it’s mold.. Ahh the human heart that wallows in perception without a hollowness to overlook reaction