My heart, my scarf

I made my heart a scarf.

Tied it tight around.

made it out of memories

To hold on to if I should start to drown.

 

Wore it out in the cold 

to protect the lump in my throat

warm and soft

like cashmere goat.

 

my heart, take it!

maybe there's more to it

than painting and being naked

 

but don't take my scarf

for I may need it some day

when you are gone

and my heart feels astray.

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