Listen to Your Heart

let me listen to your heart;
bare your chest to me,
bare your soul to me.
tell me about this scar on your chest but
hide that scar you carry deep inside,
hide it away from me if you must.

take a deep breath for me;
in and out, nice and steady.
i know it's hard.
i can hear the work, you know-
but go ahead and pretend.
there is little you can hide from me.

i'm going to press here;
here on your stomach but please
tell me if i cause you pain.
my hands are cold but my heart is warm
and i know it hurts but you would
feel so much better if you would tell me the truth.

but instead, you lie and
let me listen to your heart,
let me hear you as you breathe,
let my cold hands wander along your stomach
even as i question your scars and hurts
and you quietly return to places you never wanted to revisit.

so share with me your worries and fears;
that's why you are here, after all.
your heart is heavy, not dead-
i know because
that's what i heard when you
let me listen to your heart.