Open Wound

I’m kind of prickly always have been,

How do I keep you safe

And love you at the same time?

After the open wound

Of new love scabs over

With the clots of commitment

We’ll be thicker skinned

And my spikes will be thinned.

Though I am committed

I’m still an open wound,

How about you?

– Vagabond Prophet

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