Wooden Heart (Part II)

Wooden Heart (Part II)

And
Hearts
My Heart
I wear
On my arm
But now
Close to my
Chest

No longer
Wooden
But on nights
I wear
Everything
On my sleeve
The wood
Won't splinter
Or
Break
Anymore

But when
It loosens
Slips
Falls
I just have
A heart
No longer
Wooden
To protect
But
To have
To share

With a girl
I wanna
Call mine
For more than
One night

And for
Now
Around my neck
My heart
Stays
Close
To me
Close
To her