the sun that bleeds through your blinds
     and makes your eyes burn

I want to be
     the cold shower that wakes you up
          and makes your skin tingle

I want to be
     the cigarette smoke that inhabits your lungs
          and makes you calm

I want to be
      the wind that makes you shiver
          and whispers sweet secrets in your ears

I know I'm just
     the blanket that you cling to
          when your cold
                                                            ­                        
                                                                ­                           but I want to be so much more