Master

Where to begin my great search in despair
Where is it that I lost my virgin heart
Turn to you, probe deep your eyes, do I dare
Tread lightly I must, and make it an art

Some days ago I bestowed a great gem
What you have done with it I am concerned
I fear of what you might do before them
Run I must, lest I remain and get burned

You showed the world and cried to them to jest
My eyes leaked tears as their salt scorched my lips
Innocent was I when I gave my best
Your shadow trumped my light like an eclipse

Master of many facades when you claim
Life after life you touch never the same