Look at you sleeping

How could you ever know

The darkest levels you have grown painfully in to me?

Or hold the kind of weight

That you do?

You know, in my life

I had come to feel there was a screen

Between me and the heart of things

And which I felt you

Slide away

There is silence in the way that you enclose me

There is lightning in the gaze in which you hold me

Let life lift me over the dark of my design

And fold me in your perfect light

Where I’ll find a closure

And questions I confined, a freedom

That I went the wrong ways to feel

Show me all I ever translated in to pain

That, knowing, I might see better with – and I will

You’ll hold me together

Wholly in your arms

And know how much I need you then;

And until