Like a delicate glass bowl
or a beautiful rose
you have to handle me with care
I'm so fragile, and tender
soft yet tragic
Easy to break
Easy to destroy.
My whole destiny is in the center
of your overwhelmingly
powerful being.
Please be careful
I"m sensitive to touch, sight,
sound, smell and taste.
Your taste
Your sound
Your touch
Your smell
Your sight
Please be careful
Please handle me with care
Please be gentle
Gentle enough to let me grow
You have all my power
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