Caregiving To The Passive

I hold my treasure deep within my hand
"Just look, o' sweet one"
Bite sized with half shut eyes
Delicious, I begin to quiver
I feel my power, now full as a flooding ocean
I see the gaze of the shattered rocks biting at my feet
I bend down to console my cut body
As I feel the gloves come at me
The sweetness that is so subtle kisses away at my mind
This is the sorrow that lurks in my bliss
Breathe deep
Confusion takes me away
Breathe deep