dangerously low.
Whisper to me
darling,
earnestly sweet.
Speak hard words in soft tones
to sunlight through curtains,
dawn washed linens--
skin.
Lay your brain down
onto your tongue--
to my ears, my heart.
Tell me what I’ve missed,
aside from you.
Let my cage rattle with laughter
as genuine as you--
your grin.
Speak your soul to me,
Every dripping syrup note,
every shrill one.
Be patient when
I croak mine.
Fold your calluses over these scars,
hold them--
Me.
Do not look at me,
See me.
That is all I ask of you.