Curiosity

I feel as if I am a curiosity, a curious little thing and it suits me just fine but I wonder if people know what to do with me.

One person in particular handled me far too much for far too long, dulling my luster with their prints and the breath of being too close.

If it's all the same with you, admire me from afar next time and don't pull me from my shelf unless you're damn well certain you can handle what you find in the depths.