Shape Shifter.

Twist my figure into the form of your mother as I hold you close to me,
It's not hard, use your beautiful imagination to weave what you want to see.
Let my words take on the sound of your father as I tell you how proud I am,
Proud to have a boy so kind and smart; not just be a scowling hologram.

As for your friends, let me shape-shift into the best friend you never had,
I'll run that anger off your face, let you win every game when you're sad.
I won't let the scum they say taint you, I'll remind you of your inner good,
Not just be there for the laughs, but the tears too like a real friend should.

As for your desires, I'll set your heart on fire with the passion that I spout,
A poem of haunting touches; light, soft kisses that finally found a hideout.
Treasure your body like a temple and your heart like the most pure gold,
I'll keep that sunrise smile fresh, keep your innocent soul from growing old.

I'll be everybody that was never there for you, be everything you could need,
I'll be by your side, follow when you wish and when necessary take the lead.
My soul might be imperfect, my past full of horrors and future too unclear,
But for you I'll give the best of me, you can have it all, I'll always be right here.