I would gladly hide you from the world,
So that only I get to see you shine.
You can speak, but your words are mine,
Like a caged bird in a velvet shrine.
You can laugh, but you can't smile,
Dress up well, but never go out of style.
You can see, but the direction is set—
Miss the moments, but don't be late.
You can dance, but never with flame,
Roaring with passion, whispering my name.
Your shield may rise, like the warriors art,
Every strike rehearsed from a lover's heart.