Pietra

You tear me apart, i'm the fool you say, you're not so smart, to fly my web, or hold my face, say it's in my head, you look at the moon, ask wouldn't it be great, to live in Vera Cruz, my sanctity gone, she's poised but waits, in distance alone, the psychiatrist in her, . swears emotion is blackmail, i'll sell my shares, my wrinkled parts, i firmly state, are for your heart, she smiles,hesitates.