I Request The Pleasure of Your company....

~~Can you yet guess what fires my soul?
Have you yet worked out what makes me, as me whole?

You have more than enough knowledge of me
I let you in, to glimpse at what, you would like to see

Some of it, solemn, full of gloom and dark
Some of it, just a weary tired me, joy... so stark

You saw me play the fool and my breaths of joy
You saw me hide in corners, eyes down and coy

You witnessed my pleasure, my desire to rejoice
You came close to my spirit, not just my voice

You joined in my compassion for those in need
I should now be an open book, just easy to read

In this universe I am tiny and plain
I am no queen, no conquering or reign

If you wish, you can flick my body and soul from your fingertip
You still want to join me and watch me gracefully trip?

I hope you will want to see the show
If you are not in the audience, you will never know!