I just want to breathe
And sink down these white sheets
These sheets that hold me
Because your absence cuts
It cuts deep
Red sips sip
And drip and drip
 
These white sheets hold me
For they know my shames and joys
They have dried my tears
My nudity so sheer
Clothed my sleep
They’ve been my clear
They know my fears
 
Sympathy is
What you have to feel
A trust that I adore
Of you I want more
 
They know my fingers
And the clasp of my hands
For they are my other skin
A layer deep from my kin