Like a parcel wrapped up in brown paper and string,
A present, a gift, a grant, no small thing,
A heart is offered from lover to lover,
To open and cherish, explore and discover.

But how to get in, to open this treasure,
A difficult task, by no small measure!
Probe gently around, and remove all construction,
Dissolve any layers, blocks and obstruction.

It takes time to look, and to know what to see,
But the effort is worth it, worth the intimacy,
Coming closer together, to see the true selves,
Deeper and deeper and deeper each delves.

As the heart is revealed in all it’s true glory,
The warts, the scars, they each tell a story,
The past and the present, the future’s there too,
The beauty, the warmth, all give meaning to you.

At last the center most inner part reached,
The last resistance and barrier breached,
Bereft of illusion, the heart is revealed,
Unwrapped, unclothed, uncased and unsealed.

Written by MMTM - 1:15am 12th Oct ’94