Wednesday, 1 July 2015

Asking

Asking

I am fragile you see
I'm unique, I am me
No defences to pass
Nothing hidden 'en mass'
When they prick I will heed
When they hate then I bleed
I just want to be nice
Try to help, give advice
All my pleasure can live
From the pleasure I give
I can't be on my own
See me starve to the bone
All I want is to love
Be the hand to your glove
All I need is to hold
Be protected from cold
All I want is to touch
Is that asking too much?
All I am is for you

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