Don'T Break Me Poem by Kay Barcelon

If only for a few weeks
I will be your toy
For whatever means
I will give you joy


Fickle thoughts pop up
A neon sign says beware
But being caught up in a dream
Whatever happens I really don’t care

I lifted my chin towards the sun
Softly as a whisper it came to me
Nothing sweeter as the spring cool breeze
Touching my face with your warm caresses

And after the nights and days all ended
I just have to put myself back together
Pick up the pieces and the toy is saved
Not even a scar in my heart from the break

Sat, March 31,2007 | http: //home.earthlink.net/~solitudes/