You alert me to when someone is
trying to put me down and tell me what
to do.
You buck me up with a secret signal
body language wise when you can
tell I'm depressed.
you know I like to speak but
it doesn't have to be first.
You know I admire you.
Like I say I like your odor or what
I imagine your odor to be
and your clothes and your build
I've already said
finally I like to pretend
I have someone of the opposite
*** like you specifically to rely
on again.