A Subtle Piercing

Let me not live in the eyes of your despair,

Call me not a trophy won nor a possibility courted;

See me not a reflection of your lost eyes and ears,

Let me not remark your façade hollowed,

Drunk on conceit to excuse all as care.

To this day I wonder still,

If sincerity and zeal fault me at your hands,

But become stranger sudden withhold principle and will;

Friends not demand candor nor acknowledgment claim -

Both implicit through time and trust distill.

Oppose not damage done,

The attitude or response you intend;

Only boundaries set and met can undone

That swift imperious motion end,

And inclinations more than blunt.

Perhaps now you think me less,

But even less guides moral compass;

Justify not behaviours digress,

Hover only between self-interest,

But what about her when she undress?

I need not one to make me shine,

Already see brilliance in others’ eyes;

Embellish not for compliments kind,

My own smile dear friends remind,

I need not one to label me fine.

The look I bestow not affection -

Only compassion as reflection;

The garments I don not enticement -

Only expression as temperament;

The lips agape not seduction -

Only sentiments as instruction:

Do not ascribe a story to my eyes -

My story my write.