in you,
you toss and you turn
in your sleep      
                         on the rough edges of memories
                and the end of a season unknown to you
                    you've woken me up
          with your interference, you make me worry
           you say you were back in the house
     and he was there; your friends were there
still trapped, and how you wanted to go back
to them all
how they didn't realize they were trapped in his abuse


     we cried for hours
                                       the pills to help you sleep
      no longer helped and churns your stomach
      i wish that i could undo those knots
          and remove the stress that wrinkles your cheeks
          but my greatest fear
   is that you'll follow your own words
   back to the place i rescued you from
   and i'll wake next to an empty pillow
   i see in your eyes your conviction

so what if           we don't
fit their expectations?
               we are hotter than the
midday sun
and nobody can tell us differently
                         but i must admit
you are perfection,
                               they insult you
because they don't know what love
is          and have never tasted lips
as         sweet as yours and never will

i'll spin
          your walls
                    all around
       like spirals
unfold them
          unravel
                  everything
           for your eyes
to see, just
         to watch you
bloom and i
           apologize
                    for making
            it look so
simple to do
           i will show
you that life's
         spiral is
                    happier
         when climbing
the staircase
       with another

suggestion: instead of homework
can you write all over               me
learn my language with your
bilingual tongue and match
syllable by syllable
                                   vowel by vow
into the way my passion curves
you       have a pretty lisp      and      a sly smile
and an immeasurable amount of secrets
to learn and i'd love to be the ear that hears
them all
               can you own me
tonight instead of work?
i'd rather me than any other thing to
happen to end up in your hands