In your state of vulnerability
Where the doors of your heart have stormed open
You constantly try to protect yourself
Demanding security
But your efforts seize to work
For you pause to reflect on the beauty of your state
How captivating it is to be able to reveal yourself like that to someone
To bare your naked soul and say
Here, come let me show you around
I am weak but please come have a peak
My polished profile pictures are nothing like what you are about to see
And I have a guided tour in store just for you
You tell them: however, no pictures allowed
Just take it all in with your senses
But of course the tourist wants to document everything
And snaps are taken without you knowing
And later you realize why being vulnerable
Is only once in a while
And why the doors of your heart cannot always be stormed open

By “Bee”