Fillet of Soul

Do you fancy hearing my inner dreams and temptations
Clinging to the festooned vine of hope?
Our dreams are but masterpieces woven by hidden desire.
Does the thrill of knowing what has not yet been shared
catapult you to the heights of intrigue?
Should I share a heart that has been formerly cauterized by the disdain of others?
I will walk the line that is shaky at best and possibly plunge to the depths of
taunted regrets.
I may also be elevated to new heights of phantasmagoria.
I can then bask in the realization that you perceive the design of my once
shattered heart and relish the depths of your committment to me.
So now as my heart lays opened and filleted for you to see
how will you handle your newly gleaned observances?
Will you cherish the knowledge and nurse it to unequivocal depths,
and then lay naked by my heart hoping to catch once more a surreptitious glimpse ?