Alterations needed.

If your heart is on your sleeve
Expect to see some creases
But worse than those
While it’s exposed
It may get ripped to pieces.



What’s important in your life,
Is it bricks and mortar?
Or is it laying on white sands,
Caressed by azure waters?
The boardroom? Just a bored-room
And the desk is still a pest
But my out of office sunset
Is the place I choose to rest.