Look but don’t touch
It’s far too precious for your dirty hands
Just peer through the covering and imagine
It’s really not worth the hassle.

[After all...]

It’s just more stains for the water to remove
Just more plants for the ash to destroy
Just more blood for the vampires to suck
Just more hearts for sex to crush.

Run your hand over the
Lumps and bumps beneath the plastic
Try to take away the covering but it’s stuck
Hard.

[Just look at me...]

I can be
Your salvation, your destruction
And everything in between
If you just look to my mind.

And not to my chest.

A/N: I’m not entirely sure. I’m fed up of women being used as a sex symbol; I choose abstinence.