This is me

I'll give you my hand as a part of my heart.
Giving you that is just the start.

You can't have my body at least not yet.
I don't want to do something I'll later regret.

I won't give you all of me.
I'll only give you what you see.

You can't have my thoughts, soul, or dreams.
I won't give them away by any means.

I won't trust you right away.
I don't mean to hurt you it's just my way.

You shouldn't have every part of me.
Most of me stays hidden cause this is me.

poem by Heather Noble
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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