She is a body of bricks crumbling Succumbing to the soft
It is my head pressed to the wall of her belly Her hand on my face Like a shield from the noise Of her bombing
She is a fort Still standing Months after the ***** ricochet And I know I could sleep safely there
She tells me I’m cute when I’m comfortable
I want to tell her she feels like shelter
Want to tell her I haven’t slept well in months
From nights where I drink til my eyes shut proper Nights where this bed is one person too close to being empty Nights where I wake up from dreams Heart so heavy I sink into staring And don’t go back to sleep
I want to take refuge there On thighs like trench walls Hatched with bed post notches From lovers who have lost
I don’t need you to love me I just need to know what it’s like