September 3, 2026
Naked Heart
A poem about a heart that was exposed, yet remained unseen
By SPureRuh
The heart was naked but still unseen.
Wished it could be a body that nobody could leave unseen.
Wish it were called hot, just like a naked body is.
But it was hot too with hot blood running inside and out, carrying hot emotions.
But maybe it wasn't hot like a naked body.
_I've seen people say, "I love you," but the energy suppresses the urge to come closer, and suppresses it even more _when it sees hot emotions
hot like something soulful, heartfelt, meaningful.
But it wasn't a hot body that nobody could ignore.
SPureRuh
🎙️ I recorded a vocal version of Naked Heart: