Cased in layers deep
A young heart sleeps
With scarlet brilliance glow
Finitely delicate though.
Beneath grow rich arterial trees
Bear little old unhealed wounds
Waiting long to ease
With fresh drops of blood.
Echoing beats never heard or mapped
A reasonable reason stands unexplained
Grafted into many human-like frames
Dismissed only with the sweep of times.
Perhaps many failed to comprehend
True compatibility is never bodily defined
A gentle touch and caring hand
Can save this heart from the sad end.
