Rummaged

Rummage If you must. My presence here Is based on trust So dressed am I In Summer svelte Yet you're to check My trousers belt; I'm scanned As if each cell is rogue So scrutinised Despite en vogue I understand Away from home You check my Hydrocortisone; The lotion for My perfect tan Or salve for lips To kiss this man Accept, do I My gooey three Could form a plan For bomb plot spree A victim Of mis-communication Disturbing transport's Destination Ungroomed Is how my luggage ends While protection Of the sky depends On just this task For safety's sake More pleasant if A smile you'd break Your focus can't be All on me Perhaps you're wondering "What's for tea?".. Or hoping soon To get away To pack for your own Holiday So here's my wish For you to find Credentials Of a different kind As poke and prod Display and sort Where discretion is A last resort So one day you may Understand In travel To another land Exposure To some inner delving Though required, it may be Disconcerting