When it's dark,

when you're locked away.

you don't understand the light of day.

you hear your person,

the one you love,

hes the one who holds the key to your heart,

he's the one holding the key to the room,

the room he's locked you away in,

his pearly white porcelain doll,

for him to touch and for no one to see,

the one who holds your air in a bag,

and must remind you to breath,

for he must be your savior,

he loves you so much to provide you air,

you see his kindness, and his act of love,

you don't realize the air he provides,

is the air you already had,

he simply held it captive,

so you lost your breath when he's around,

gasping for the air you need,

tears streaming down your face as you beg for life,

"your wish is my command"

You finally take that breath

his breath is now yours,

and you are now his.