The sun rises within you
And warms you to the bone.
It escapes through your lucid smile,
One I long to call my own.

But the words 'caution: fragile'
Are engraved into your skin.
And though I wish to save you,
I've no idea where to begin.

You see, these words are leaking out
And dispose of them, I must.
But if I drop on you my heart,
I fear you'll turn to dust.

The best advice I can give,
and you might hope to find
Is never make someone the main part of your life
if they act without you in mind.
Never give of yourself too freely,
because you will find
in time.
They'll take just as freely,
and they'll leave feeling just as fine.