In the garden of vulnerability, hearts lay bare,
Each petal a whisper of secrets we share.
Beneath the moon’s tender, silvery glow,
We reveal the truths we seldom show.

Through the cracks, our fears seep out,
Unveiling shadows, dissolving doubt.
In the silence between each breath,
We dance on the edge of life and death.

The fragile strength of a tear-streaked face,
Holds the power of a boundless grace.
In the embrace of our deepest scars,
We find the light of a thousand stars.

So let us cherish this tender art,
Of baring soul and breaking heart.
For in our vulnerability, we find
The essence of our human kind.