Heart

I don't have the heart to conceal my love When I know it is the best of me If I should offend you I will show myself out You can bury me in doubt If you need to I can walk out in the street No one need look at me It is with my eyes I see I guess that I am soft But I am also angry But I will feel all my loss I will hold my heart inside me My dumb eyes turn toward beauty Turn towards sky, renewing My dumb touch is always reaching For green, for soft, for yielding In the pale dim light I am always reeling Through long midnights Of feeling Of all the many things That you may ask of me Don't ask me for indifference Don't come to me for distance No, I don't have the heart To concеal my love If it is too hard To look at me I can show myself out Walk out in thе city You can bury me in doubt If you feel it necessary