your soul in my hands

i want a poem written for me

no lovers embrace

or cheerful thoughts

words on a page

simple and plain

your thoughts from your head

a mind i do not know

or rather do not even wish to know

honest truth and burdens

all in one

put into lines however you wish

and kept in secret oh annabelle lee

your deep desires hidden

beneath the filth of your heart

deep in the shelves of the cellar

lock me in

push the limits

and break the rules

to achieve what i want through you