Twice Shy
I might be a shameless flirt
But
I’m stingy
With my heart
Twice bitten and all that jazz
so when you have a chance
To hold it
For however long I might allow
Don’t tuck it in your back pocket
Don’t slip it into your wallet
Don’t place it upon a pedestal
I’ll come slipping back
One hand on hip
Hand outstretched
Return to me
What is mine
I won’t let you hold it
long
I fear your careless glances
your slippery hands