Origami
Sometimes
when you stare at me.
I feel naked in front of you.
no more  
than a sheet of white paper.

your eyes cut me
like razor blades.
Your white teeth
chew my shapes.
you have all the powers
I am being folded
into the object that
you want  me to be
all that you desire.
A deer
a bird
a aeroplane.

your deft fingers fold
and crease  my shape.
can you not see.me
my flesh is soft and pliable.
my heart is beating
with passion for you.

my mind is clear and decisive
I crave only your love
Your acceptance.
And yes.
your tenderness

yet you fold me once again
I feel the pain of each crease.
Yet I know the truth.
in your eyes
I am but origami