The word "receive" in the title with so many "takes" in the poem, the rhyme, the passion of the expression...a beautiful new poem by Cristy. - poetheart 09/21/02
I shall open myself...
So you can take what is already broken and barely beating.
Make it quick, love
For my heart I’ll no longer be needing.
Take also the memories
That you and I made.
With time and lack of interest,
They will soon begin to fade.
Take my promises,
My devotion and my trust.
And toss them away,
If you must.
Take your touch from my skin,
Take your image from my mind.
Take your safety and your strength,
And anything else of yours you find.
I’ll give you everything back,
And be left with nothing but my heartache and pain.
And if you return to me and offer them...
I’d open myself, and receive them once again.
by Cristy Ramirez
Written 05/16/02