Love something so small
someone small on your pillow
somebody who could fit in your heart
as they do your hand, and curl therein
as if they had finally found their bed
after months on couches
and shelves, in closets and kitchens,
temporary arrangements of necessity,
gratefully taken but never fully accepted.
I have made for you this bed,
made for us this bed in this room
after we both have slept so long
in others. Climb our sheets,
my warm body, and find your bed
in me. Come in, and sleep here.
Size Writes 