Cocoon.

Just for you
I'd spur the day to
gave birth to the night,
when every sigh
gives a voice to any desire.

Just for you
I'd undergo the cross I've
chosen to bear,
for years and years
just to have you near,

just to feel you close,
immovable
like a Winter rose;

imperishable
like the face of moon,
hidden in my cocoon
and perfectly stable.

Despite the storm
I'm unable
to let my heart sink;

there's a light blink
in your dark eyes
and just for you
I still undress
any of my disguise.