I don't want to be draped on billboards,
pictures,
museums,
your living room wall.

I want to be in thoughts, the distorted and the normal, penciled on napkins, memories stored in your old shoebox, for safe keep,
safe keeping.

I don't want to be the object, the statue in your frozen eyes.

I want to be the emotion, the passion, the thought that makes you want to wake up at dawn instead of fall asleep at dusk.

Take my body out of your gaze, and take my soul into your heart's center.

e.t.