let your heart rest

I seek what they’d call corny— history once held it whole. Please let your heart rest; now was never the goal. Let your guard fall. I don’t intend to ache you, but bless me if I fall too— the way I was blessed without the achoo. I seek to be in your hands— hold me steady, calm me down. In the hands of a woman of power, I lose power. So let your heart rest. You’re smart, so I won’t control. You’re beautiful—I won’t stare, I’ll adore. I am most myself when I am undone by you. and when willingly, we’ll invite the Man above. let your heart rest— put the knife down, and leave this one uncut.