If I weren’t what I am | Poetry

elocuenciadsnuda (65)in #writing • 7 years ago (edited)

Sometimes, there’s something in me somewhat evil that amuses me.
It breaks up those ideas that some people think of me.

Showing them that actually, I’m selfish, haughty, clever and indifferent.

But when I’m whit you I let go of my distrustful nature, and I turn into a helpless lamb, that loses all caution when you begin to explore my body whit your hands. And then, lying there half naked, I become bold, clever and dirty once again.

To others, I give my joy.
To you, I give my sin, my insanity and my pride.

Will you take me as I am?
Will you shelter me from myself?

I should give you an advice. Don´t give too much or you might end broken. The say I break everything I touch.

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