Run your hands across my body, tell me if it’s to your taste.
For you I am changeable, yours to rewrite and erase.
Mix and match all my pieces, fit me to your needs best.
I am your lover always, even if you meant it in jest.
Your weapon against those who seek you harm.
A shield to guard against those who’d take up arms.
If need be I’d be your ever shining armor.
Anything just about anything for you to look my way.
Darling, My Lover, My silver necklace, My all.
May I ask you something that may boil your heart?
If it bothers you too much I’ll pretend it’s all in jest.
Does knowing the real me more, make you love me less?
For I show you the pieces of my heart, all that is me.
What molded my being, That in which created This.
Do my tears disgust you, does it make you realize?
Show you that I’m human, more than you’d like to know.
For if I cannot be loved for who I am.
I suppose for you…
I’ll continue to put on a show…..













