How?

Oh fantasy man, how did you know?
Where my guarded heart was kept,
Underneath the skin of something
So perfectly disguised,
It could have been mistaken for wallpaper.

Perhaps the way you held me, so inviting,
Was just the experience of your years.
But to me, your arms unwrapped the desire
I had lulled to sleep years prior.
The steel fortress I built melting like butter in an instant,
Reminding me of how truly vulnerable I could be
In the presence of another.

And suddenly I was naked for more.

How did you know where to touch me,
If you’ve never known me?