There Still Is A Little That You Havnt Seen. Poem by Chelsea Blick

The best of me is sacred,
And hidden inside this temple
Where no one may take her
Cause she is my precious gem
The sun that reflects the water
Making the rainbow in thin air
My very own Ark of the Covenant
More valuable then my dignity
I promise, she does live in me
Only you’ll never get to see
I can’t afford to let her be free
This surrounding arena is loaded
with jealousy, envy and thieves
Sure I may die in the process
Of imprisoning her for dear life
Besides if I wanted to I couldn’t
I still can not figure out
Where I have hidden that little heathen
That special little piece
Has yet to be seen by neither you
Or me.