A heart

a heart is like a raspberry 
tempting and beautiful 
but often tangled in a thick clump of thorns
it's hard to reach through those thorns 
they prick your fingers and dig into your skin until you cry out in pain 
a heart is like a glass vase
sometimes it's empty 
shoved in the back of a dusty cupboard 
and sometimes it's overflowing with bright red poppies 
and elegant white gardenias
either way 
It's so easily shattered 
with one wrong word 
or a lack of balance 
a heart is like a rock 
unbudging and stubborn 
it takes a great amount of effort to move 
sometimes turns out to be not as worth it as you thought 
but on rare occasions
when you finally crack the rock of a heart open 
you find the most beautiful geode
wildly colored and shining as bright as the sun
and that hurts the most when you lose it.