You wear a necklace of pearls,
A dress of subtleties and innocence
That protects your invisible possession,
And guards the only thing worth giving away.
You wear a necklace of piano keys,
A dress of past-tense and wishful thinking
To protect what you wish never to occur,
But want oh-so-badly.
You wear a necklace of teeth,
A dress of corrupt compromise,
That led you to this place where time
And lust is thought of as something