My preferred pose,
This undirected elegance,
Does it even matter to you?
Who caged me in.

Blurred by taste,
Seized by touch,
Now you look my way,
Wishing to turn, escape,
Captured.

Falling,
Again & again,
You who does not love me,
Yet locks me away,
Unlock me, unlock me,
But it's me whose got the key...

They say.