Grimy crevices like fingerprints 
Ripple along my exterior 
Engraving unique tints 
Each one met by new barrier. 

Inside marshmallow tongue 
Wet and vulnerable 
To the effervescent gun 
Betraying the comfortable cradle. 

Ah! The beauty inside! 
Nestled there in the heart 
A secret of trait do abide, 
And sets my little oyster apart. 

Clam shut when too close 
To something like harm; 
Open to the tremors of coast 
Smiling, secret, again calm.