you

my eyes search
for honesty
as i undress your
lanky girlish quiver
sprawled upon a perfect canvas
revealing the contour of thin porcelain lies
that you allow to crumble
into shell, into tears, into ether.
you rest unearthed
no longer afraid of yourself -
who you might become in my eyes,
and deeply through locked pearls
we search the diamond
not to change
never to destroy
but to paint
you
as you are.