You know what I love?
I love when my wall is well differentiated,
For only three nights every month.
You can clearly see the sharp edges.
A full, mature, and complete pearl;
The only time where I’m not consumed,
By the power of the world’s darkness,
Or is it the power of my doubts and insecurities?
A wall that protects me from my uncertainties?
A wall that tests your capability to enter solely,
Without leaking that darkness within,
And ensure my safety.
A wall that shuts out anything and anyone,
A wall and body that illuminates clearly,
Inviting you in.
That strong glare you see
Represents my stretched arms.
And those flawed dents
Are my empty embrace,
Waiting for you to take the hint to
So come here, baby,
And let me watch over you up close.