To A Giving Friend Poem by Medusa Waves

My giving friend, my life source air, my helping tree- you are to me.
My dream catcher- who slips my fears away-be real with me.
Hunter of the heart-like man is known to be-who preys on hearts like mine,
I am easy to manipulate, you can kill me with any line
Don't hesitate; I allow it. Take my world above reality, just to dropp it with brutality
Ill learn to heal, and still will hold you in my eyes so dear.
Because after all- you gave me the feelings I could've never known before
Ill keep my heart open-a wide open door
Where you can come and beat it-ill do anything you ask for
After all, you gave me gifts-that no one else could give me
You gave me sense of what I am, and what I can fall to be