i fold between your arms and

nest beneath your ribs

or 

you hold me scared and tender and volatile and alone 

and alive

or your eyes crawl across the morning light 

to rest on

wingless

shoulder 

blades

what if we're wrong and we are left

longing

vacantly 

or

you are there

(but where)

and i will wait, 

(i've been waiting so long)

to find you -

please

come find me too.