Tilted Poetry

Let me paint this picture
I am a rock
That other people break themselves against
But you are different
You weaken my strengths
By strengthening my weaknesses
I stay away and protect
Until you are in sight
Your smell, your touch
The way you smile…..at me
Your skin is an invitation for my touch
Your lips beckon mine to meet
You know what to say with your eyes
To capture my heart
Never saying a word
But screaming your intentions
Let me paint this picture
You are my rock

Poet: Tilted