I Want To Be The One You Call

I want to be the one you call
When no one else picks up
Be the one who beats them all
But rarely makes the cut

Keep me shelved, your last resort
A safety net for dire days
When sex is need, no longer sport
When your mind almost frays

Your hour’s talk, condensed to three
Minutes and words alike
I’ll come around, intend to be
Your conquest without fight

And I won’t stay a minute longer
Than you need me to heal
Not fragile anymore, but stronger
You’ll watch me disappear

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