Mimosa

Like a painting that narrates
Without saying a word
Your eyes express bountiful emotions
Of which, none from you, have I heard


Let down your guard
With every revelation
You take a chance
Let go of all protection


And as you stand uncovered
Bold, against a savage thunderstorm
I wish I could be the blanket
To help you keep warm


But maybe, safe distance, is safe
For I lack the power to aid
Perhaps, you're meant to brave this alone
But, should you embrace your core, you'll soon lead the parade