Be safe, they say...
But for those
Who love,
Who give
Their hearts and
Expect nothing
In return...
Giving
Their everything...
Safety rides
On the winds
Of change,
Carried by
The One
Who holds
Their heart.
A heart that could--
At any moment--
Become fodder,
Should they so choose.
For those who love,
Unconditionally,
With no expectations...
Safety is fleeting...

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Scarlatan, in the year 764 AF.