hush - 11/04/21

Something sweet,
a cherry tree,
bears fruit for me
again.

Please say you love me,
say you’d touch me,
keep me carefully -
canals keep calling me
again,
but quietly,
now you know me wholly.

Pull sadness from me gently,
known from nothing, really.
You know me as I know myself, but kindly.
Something in me;
the defiance you think you see;
recognises you too.

Numb everywhere except where it’s prickly,
birds wake around me and
I become less and less of the same world,
light melts on the yellow wall,
without you here to ground me.

I think I’ll always need you
when I’m not with you.

I’m scared I’ll wake some warm and terrible morning to find I dreamed you.