"Precious"

~ Cassie

It’s precious to me

You that unwrapped gift

I can’t touch you

No

You’re too sweet

In all that fancy packaging

You’ll love me

When I’m dressed just so

I’ll hold you up for the pictures

A grand couple make we

Smile inside your box

I’ll smile brighter for you

No one can say

I wasn’t meant to be your girl

I won’t touch you

I washed my hands

One million times

The dirt hasn’t washed away

You’re clean and sanitized

An angel manufactured

But the family will love you

And success will surely follow

You’ll be proud of me

I can make my own box

I’ll wrap myself tight with ribbon

Curled by the sharp scissors

Won’t you love me, darling?

Caress the box’s edges

My cheek rests against the side

I breathe in measured pants

No one sees me now

I’m beautiful just like you

Wrapped inside this box

Trapped tight and pretty

Don’t you love me now?

© 2002.