love letter #1

You are always

Soft, your bark restrained;

You bite with cautious,

Gnawing pain that doesn't scar.

You know you are, therefore you keep

One eye rolled back but not asleep;

The other watches through the glass,

You ask, 

You wait,

Appeal, berating, 

Never making any more—

Luna's slave, 

Adam's whore.

But I will watch your bravest front, 

Enter, action, exeunt, 

With rapture I cannot express

For every stunning actress.