Hold me...

Hold me gently, my bones are but glass and I cannot endure another fall. Hold me closely, I must be tended to, pruned and trimmed, that I would thrive and be fruitful. Hold me carefully, I am as the depths of the ocean, unknown and impossible to study. Hold me dearly, my soul was given as a gift to you. Hold me tenderly, that my wounds would heal, even as they stain your loving arms. Hold me fiercely, I am desired by many ravenous wolves waiting to claim the soul you hold. Cherish me -- from my bones, from my blood, and from my soul, pours what you yearn for so deeply I am what you want and I will give you all of me.