You Don't Need To

Be heard above the gulls cackle

Cawing crows, rabble

You need to hear your heart,

An audience of one.

You don't need praise, affirmation.

Offer your heart wrapped, cosseted

Strip layers, immediate

To one who understands

All my poems are love poems

Thrown to the world, the wind

Scattered like acorns

Crushed except for one

Who finds beauty in the shape

Perfected crown, how it clings

And lets go.  You need

Only one who notices.