I felt it, somewhere in me,
 a shivering child longing to be covered
by the wool blanket you carry around your heart.

Embrace me as the person I am now,
because I cannot go back and be gentler .
I cannot go back and seek comfort
in anything else besides words,
 and I cannot go back to the longing for the fire.

But please, ignite me again,
because I feel myself spark every time 
our bodies cross paths,
 and I find beauty in the footprints
you leave me to fill.

Come, my soft love,
 because there is a shivering child
waiting to be called by her name,
 and I think it is your lips that can heal her.