An honest letter

Can you win madam or sir
Pouring out your heart by hand
In passion opening up more freely
Than with the spoken word
Received by a heart that is closed
Not opened by your truth
Scared afraid young
Suddenly sees an age
Too early too soon
run away to the moon

Missives sent
With honest intent
Well meant
Causing dissent
Hearts rent
Don’t repent

Trust your heart

Don’t double guess
Don’t repress
Feelings of truth
for those you love