I want you
    to curl up on me,
nestle yourself snugly
between my arms and
move around until you find
the perfect places
for all your angles and creases,
your folds and ridges -

to let your eyes seek
the starbursts of the Dreaming,
to breathe in surrender and
breathe out all your demons -

to rest your shoulders
from the weight of the world
    and smoothen
the dents the sky has made upon your back
as your hands
remember how it feels
not to be climbing up cliffs
that placed themselves between
what you want and what you have -

I want you to slow down,
so maybe sleep
    can remind your smile
    how lovely it feels to be
         upon you.