i was nine      i went to bed

with an egg under my hands

on my tummy      i fell asleep

chick pecking shell

pecking

slowly with blind

determination       sticky little

feathers showing through here and there

untidily yolk-yellow

before sunrise we both arrived

surprised     

grinning

ravenous

your heart and my hot water bottle

snuggle up in winter sheets

one at my feet       one higher up

i hold your heart lightly       let it

breathe in my neck      closely

with intimate breath

this heart is mine that you gave

i try hard not to lie on it while sleeping

or to hurt it in any way

i exhale onto it with regularity to

warm it

and i kiss its four walls

i wake mornings filled with all of you

my insides

all out

i want to be stroked

until i fall asleep again

ever more filled than

before

every morning more

filled than before

with want

more

ravenous

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