The Underneath
Sophie Helena Biervert Underneath that scorching fire, Underneath that armor,
Hidden behind that fiery frame, Lies a tenderness. A sweetness,
A space so gentle, that swims in a well of tears. A pit of emotion,
Birthing a heart that wants to open and awaken to the world, Love
And wanting to be loved, A true giver.
A delicate, precious thing, Hurt-but strong. Willing to love, And love, And love. But what you see is her strut, The thunder of her voice,
That blinding, flashing smile, The careless laugh,
Overbold persona— But if you just took time to listen,
Or maybe, if you tried to really see,
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