I'm broken and fragile,
I'll shatter like glass.
Are sure that you,Sir
Are up to the task?
I'm naked, exhausted
Cold to your touch,
You say you'd like
To heal me very much.
To mend my broken battered heart,
To get it beating, get it to start.
Are you sure you're the one to mend?
Make me feel whole again?
You take me, cradle me in your arms,
Tell me he can't do me any more harm.
I'm melting slowly,
Responding to your warm,
& you carry on mending me till dawn.
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