"What has become of myself?
Never ever have I been seen like this.
You have stripped me right down,
everything on view for your piercing naked eyes.
Don't be fooled,
You have gone a lot further than the fabric on my skin.
You have been past the blood in my veins,
and,
all of my tender muscles.
Much further than the burn of my sarcasm,
and,
the shield in my blue orbs.
You have journeyed successfully to my heart,
and,
have caressed it in your fingertips.
I ask that you don't look further on and gouge your fingernails into the flesh,
ripping and tearing apart my soul.
Although I think we both know that if my final breath was drawn from that,
Your name would still be the last word that would seal away the oxygen for good"
Ivy Botticelli