She is never what you want when you need her.
She never pacifies you.
She never calms your burning heart.
She lets it play on like a record.
She is lovely
until you want her,
gentle until you need her,
And you love her,
though she is choosy with
moments she loves you back.
She wants you and all your artistry, then
resents you for touching
her with painted hands.
She wants you without wanting your parts.
You go on meds to calm your fears.
She leaves you for becoming