Look at you sleeping

How could you ever know
The darkest levels you have grown painfully in to me?
Or hold the kind of weight
That you do?

You know, in my life
I had come to feel there was a screen
Between me and the heart of things
And which I felt you
Slide away

There is silence in the way that you enclose me
There is lightning in the gaze in which you hold me

Let life lift me over the dark of my design
And fold me in your perfect light
Where I’ll find a closure
And questions I confined, a freedom
That I went the wrong ways to feel

Show me all I ever translated in to pain
That, knowing, I might see better with – and I will
You’ll hold me together
Wholly in your arms
And know how much I need you then;
And until