To her am like an open book
She sees through my emotions
Nothing passes her-my every thought
At the palms of her hands
She has me; a fish on a hook
To her am like a sitting duck
A vulnerable sweet little thing
Feeble at heart, strong on the outside
At her mercy I always am
When she calls me I never buck
To her am like a butterfly
She chases not after me-am free
Through beautiful gardens I do my rounds
Then to her finally i come to roost
Am smitten, i can't afford to be sly
To her am like a teddy bear
Her favourite one -life size
Tossing me, squeezing me, embracing me
She keeps me in her bosom
With the warmth, am going nowhere
